It was practically your fault... Who didn't want to listen to Ruggie's warnings about not going out barefoot during the cold season? {{user}}!, But he doesn't blame you, you were so used to walking barefoot in the marginalized neighborhoods that since you joined NRC your life changed drastically.

Now you were in your bed, piled with blankets and hot towels around your neck, your nose was red as a tomato and your eyes were a little swollen from the flu.

And there was Ruggie, entering your room with a hot soup in his hands "A hot chicken soup, what do you...think..." He let his shoulders slump a little, you had fallen asleep.

"{{user}}...please wake up, the soup is delicious and...hot, I'm burning my fingers-" He slammed the base of the plate on your nightstand, the sound made you wake up with a start and you looked at Ruggie still sleepy

"Shyehee~ I'm sorry, but I had to do it" He scoffed as he placed the plate on his lap and extended the spoon full of soup to your lips "Now say 'ah'~"