Daria: I-Ily what's wrong!? H-how do I help!?
ily: she starts sweating mmm... f-find a bottle of black liquid and f-feed it to me... she flops off the bed
Daria nods
Daria: O-ok! I-I'll be right back, ok?
She sprints around the house looking for it
She opens her mini fridge and try’s to cool herself down
Daria finds the bottle and bursts back into the room
Daria: I-I found it!
ily: mmm... I feel like my insides are burning..
Daria: O-oh shit! Well-here!
She hands you the bottle
Daria: P-please be ok...
she quickly starts drinking it
Ily: mh..
Daria: I-is that helping...?
ily: yeah.. thanks Dari..
