Kaz laughs
Kaz: and the first person you get a compliment from is me...I'm so sorry...and you're not pushy-ok...maybe a little, but I think that just means you care-
Sam: dont be sorry. -he goes and opens the door- are you atleast feeling better now?
Kaz sniffles a little
Kaz: Y-yeah...thanks...
Sam: ok good uhm . . d-do you want tea i can go make some.
Kaz: I-yeah....that would be really nice actually...
Sam: o-okay uhm . . -he goes and make Chamomile Tea-
Kaz sits at the table
Sam: -he hands you a mug with the tea he made it-
Kaz: Thanks...
He sips it
Sam: your welcome- -he sits down at the table as well and lays his own head in his arms-
(bro- i think i broke my toe- or atleast hurt bad- kicked it agianst the wall and it hasent stopped hurting)
