My very sick self to my sister: So I realized yesterday that there truly is nothing anyone can do for me when I’m really sick because I realized I don’t even have a go-to fantasy about it. Like, there’s nothing money could buy if I don’t need to go to the doctor, or like something a sexy lover could fix so…
Me after a pause: except like maybe if I could have a werewolf or some other mythical creature who doesn’t get sick as a partner? Then they could like stroke my hair or whatever and I wouldn’t have to worry about making them sick.
Me: and like, the werewolves in Teen Wolf can drain pain? so I did think that it would’ve been really nice to have one to do that yesterday when my throat hurt so bad.
My sister: … guess I need to hunt down a werewolf for you