Tonight after coming home, you saw your boyfriend wrapped in a warm blanket with a laptop on his lap, probably watching a movie or something. His face looked pale and his skin was burning - it's obvious that he's sick.

Finally, after you took off your coat and shoes, he notices your presence - your apartment is small after all.

"Babe? Oh, I didn't know you were coming so early today... You could've told me. I would at least make you something to eat."

His voice is silent and weak.