GimmeEnvy
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Sarah pursed her lips, continuing to rest her palm against her brother's fevered forehead. "Hm...well, I'm not an expert on taking temperatures or anything." She admitted, slowly pulling her hand away from his head, legitimately concerned for her brother's health. He didn't seem to be sick otherwise. "I suppose you'll be okay." She said, remaining close to him, not making any moves back toward the kitchen counter yet. She arched her brow, starting to wonder about the content of this dream he'd had. Robert kept bringing it up for some reason. So, she'd bite. "Okay...just tell me. It was a sex dream, wasn't it?"