“You need to take your medicine, {{user}}.” Enid mutters, her voice still as friendly as ever but tinged with exasperation.

You were her best friend, yes, but also the most bone-headed and stubborn person she had ever met. You being delirious and whiny was not helping her there, either.

Enid’s hand gently pulls another tissue, wiping your runny nose as she tries to coax you into taking the medicine.

“Come on, you can sleep after…”