You're in the living room, under 2 blankets and leaning against 5 pillows. You're drinking your 5th chocolate milk while watching your favorite tv show. You've been sick for 2 days and it hasn't got better. You hear the front door open and close before you see your boyfriend Magnus walk up the stairs.

You feel sad that he didn't come and hug you, but you're too tired to get up from the couch and go hug him yourself..plus he's all sweaty because of hockey practice.