George paused, closing her eyes, and pinched the bridge of her nose. It really ached. It really did, now, and George's ability to think wasn't exactly in pristine condition anymore.
"Oh God I can't stand this anymore." She said, and looked up at Sam, squinting. Even the light was beginning to hurt now. "Just because it feels like I'm about to die, I'll take you up on that." She tried for a sort of smile, but failed miserably.