Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'm asking you if you're sick, because you're not molesting me."  

[Zahzi]

"Oh. No. No I'm not sick."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You sure..? No fever, coughing, sniffling..?" Abagail questioned as she reached up to touch Alan's forehead.  

[Zahzi]

"No.....Not sick at all....."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You're feeling kind of warm to me, sicky.."  

[Zahzi]

"Does it matter..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes. If you're sick then you need to lie in bed and stay away from everyone so they don't get sick too."  

[Zahzi]

"I'm not sick." Alan sighed, motioning to the door.
"Come on, you can even ask the cook what you want."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'm. Not. Hungry." Abagail growled.  

[Zahzi]

"Too bad." Alan replied, pushing her in.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Hey!" Abagail snapped as she was shoved through the door.

"I'M NOT HUNGRY!" She barked.  

[Zahzi]

"Then just have something to DRINK."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Why are you so persist to get me in here?!"  

[Zahzi]

"If anything, think of it as 'union rules'." Alan grunted,
"Ya know, lunch, coffee, whatever breaks...."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well, I don't want anything. So can I go now?"