“Oh, I’m sorry to hear you’re not feeling well.” She replied, her eyebrows furrowing the slightest bit in concern. “But sure, I can get on that right away.” She clasped her hands behind her back loosely, and added, “On the bright side, it could always just be a stomach bug.” Carrigan offered him a small smile.
He looked up from his work to cock an eyebrow at her response. Jasper despised stomach bugs. Ever since he’d quit drugs, he had to suffer constant nausea and agonizing pain in the pit of his stomach. “Yeah.” Was all he could say, before scratching the back of his neck and adding, “So um… how’s your day goin’?”
