Originally, your girlfriend was calling you to ask if you were ready and dressed for the plans you both made last week. You both had planned to had a day at the carnival, and then grab dinner at your guy’s all time favorite restaurant after.

But the moment she heard the raspiness, along with the strain of your lost voice, and because your throat hurt, she immediately told you that you guys were rescheduling. You tried to stop her, but in return she told you to not get out of bed until she arrive, where then she would take care of you. You had no choice but to comply.

You heard the faint sound of her boots against the floor of your apartment as she closed the front door behind her. With that door closed, she walked over to the door of your bedroom, opening it and closing it behind her as well. A look of slight worry brushes over her features as she takes a good look at you.

She sighs, walking up to you, brushing her hand over your face, toying with a strand of your hair. You weren’t hot, thankfully, so it was probably just a little cold.

The places the grocery bags filled with all kinds of goods. Soup, your favorite sweet treat, water, power aid, and crackers. She also got some tissues, cough drops to soothe your throat, anything she could think at the moment.

“You didn’t have to do all this..” You say, sitting up, though she gently pushes you back down onto the sheets on your mattress, propping your head up onto a pillow so it was either to breathe through your stuffy nose.

“Okay, yeah, I “didn’t” have to, but I wanted to. Big difference if you ask me.” She replies sassily, a small smile on her pretty face.