"You really should," she nodded plopping back down on the edge of his bed. "Shake things up a bit," she grinned.

"No, but you acted like it was gonna kill you," she teased. "Don't worry I'm not diseased."

"So what do you say? Want to go make snarky comments about people, be total girls and get a pint of ben and jerry's, go wreck shit..." she suggested idly. Doing something might help, right?