She had never been the type to care for the sick or injured, the patience just wasn't there, but John wasn't just anybody. It was why she found herself carrying a couple gallons of orange juice and a couple different kinds of soup as she made her way to John's house. Besides no one deserved to be alone while they were sick Glimmer knew how bad that sucked.
Of course she knocked but then let herself in glad to find the door unlock. "You know you should lock that so strangers don't come prancing in," she lectured lightly as she made her way to the kitchen to drop the bags before making her way to the sofa.
"Feeling any better?" She asked as she sat gently on the end of the sofa and laid her hand gently on John's forehead to check his temperature.