(Rosé point of view...again.)

"Rosé... I don't feel so good" a mopey quiet voice from behind me says.

I turn to see Lisa standing by the hallway that leads to our rooms.

I walk up to Lisa and place my hand on her forehead.

My eyes widen "Your burning up get back in bed I'll be a minute".

She rubs her eye and turns lazily back to her room.

"Okay..." I hear her mumble.

I began to run some hot water in the sink.

I pull of light pink colored bowl from the top shelf and fill it with the hot water.

I quickly run into the bathroom and grab a maroon colored rag from one of our baskets.

I retrieve the bowl and put the rag into the bowl as I make my way into Lisa's room.

She's laying in her bed with her phone.

She sits it down when I sit on my knees on the floor.

I flip the wash cloth many times and then I squeeze it and fold it onto Lisa's forehead.

"Thank you Rosé" she mumbles.

I rub her head.

"I'll go make you some soup" I say as I walk out of her room.

I had finished putting a bowl of chicken noodles soup in the microwave.

As it counts down I pour a glass of orange juice.

As I wait for her soup to finish cook I hear a sneeze come from Lisa's room.

I quickly grabbed a box of tissues from when Jennie was sick.

I ran into Lisa's room and sat the tissue box right by her side.

"Thanks" she says as she sits up.<