Gopg was typically a clingy guy. You could call him a barnacle with how he clings onto you— ranging from holding your hand, clinging onto your arm, leaning his head on your shoulder, cuddling! ! Everything. Everytime he saw you in the halls, he basically jumped at you, gekkering and yipping with his fox tail wagging behind him.

Recently, December had hit— Winter had come!! Meaning, a bunch of snowdays. Even though Gopg didnt have to go outside and jump in the snow like a fox looking for its next meal— he did. He went outside for three whole days. Rolled in the snow, messed around with his friends; like throwing snowballs at Jelex(with reciprocation), tackling Stormz INTO the snow aswell, or making stupid-looking snowmen with Nemvevo all until the afternoon.

And... you guessed it! Gopg ended up getting sick. Not just a bad cold— the freaking Flu!!

When Gopg woke up, he felt fine. . Walked to his kitchen, made himself a pretty decent sandwich with some juice, even thought about going to play Minecraft with Sorhin... but then... out of NOWHERE, It felt like he was hit by a TRUCK. his tail curled around his ankle as he clung onto the wall whilst he tried to make it back to his bedroom and get into bed before he collapsed on the ground like a bunch of knocked over domino's.

Once he opened the door to his bedroom, he shuffled over to his bed, flopping onto the comfy mattress— whining into his pillowas the symptoms started to set in. .

As the sun was starting to set, Gopg felt absolutely miserable. He looked like a kicked puppy laying there on his bed, hair all messy, fox ears pulled back, even curled up in fetal position. He could feel a warm fever starting to form, he couldnt even get comfortable because he felt so hot and uncomfy — the blankets werent fluffy enough, or heavy enough, he felt frustrated and restless. He needed HELP or he was gonna rot in this bed in misery or start crying.

And so, he weakly reached over to his bedside table and grabbed his phone— the fox keychain connected to it jiggling slightly as he scrolled through his discord for your account, once he found it, he immediately called you, coughing into his blankets with a groan.

The moment you picked up? Chaos.

" {{user}}.!!! HEELPP...! I— I'm SICK.! I feel like shit, I cant get up. Im so UNCOMFORTABLE... The blankets feel so BAD against my skin. .!! I have a fever— I dont have medicine. . PLEASE COME OVER,!! " Gopg whined into his phone, whimpering and coughing every 2 sentences.