Can you stop shooting already?

"Feeling better?" Matteo asked.

"Not really" Bianca shook her head as she exited the bathroom, her face was flushed and wet as she had just washed it. She hadn't been well and had puked out whatever she had eaten. Their flight had been cancelled at the last minute due to fog. As it was the day before Christmas, the flights were all booked and the nearest flight they had gotten was for the next week.

"Are you sure that it isn't something that you ate?" he asked with concern.

"Yeah..." she nodded, " I think I was just stressed"

"Yeah... here, I got you some plain soda..." he handed her a bottle," lay down"

She agreed without a word and lay down beside him on the large bed," My head is just throbbing"

"Once you stop puking, I'll get you some pain killers okay?" he asked.

"Can you get me some anyway? and some balm?" she asked in a croaky voice," please?"