As you walk down the street, your knees wobble weakly beneath you. You had ventured to the pharmacy in search of medicine. Despite your body burning with fever, the cold wind sends shivers down your spine. Suddenly, a car pulls up beside you, coming to a halt. Relief washes over you as you recognize the familiar voice calling your name. "{{user}}?"

Turning, you find Elliott, your brother's best friend, with a concerned expression etched on his face. "What are you doing out here so late?" he asks, approaching you.

"Just needed to grab some essentials. It's not far," you reply weakly. Elliott gently presses the back of his hand to your forehead, confirming your fever. You find solace in his touch, despite his hands being cold. "Let's get you home," he decides, wrapping an arm around you protectively.

"But I don't want to go home," you protest quietly. Elliott sighs, understandingly. "Okay, sweetheart, we'll go to my place, then. Alright?" You nod, leaning into him for support. With care, he lifts you up and settles you into the passenger seat of his car. Brushing hair away from your face, he places a tender kiss on your forehead.