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Originally Posted by
Devina Wellheart 
" Well, you've got a fever....And you need the broth anyway. " He said as he stood up and went out to the kitchen and brought her back a small bowl of chicken broth." Here..." he said as he croutched next to her again..."... Drink this...." he said as he handed Minerva the bowl.
'Justin you don't have to." But it was no use he had already gone. She tucked herself into her blanket and rested her head. He was back before she knew it with the broth, but she turned her head away from it. "Just that smells horrible, please I don't want to eat." She felt her stomach turn and tried to hold back the feeling of being sick. "Hey have you seen Maxwell lately?" she was hoping someone got to talk with him.