Ben had gotten sick, somehow, and you had been forced to “help” him get better even though all he had was a cold, men am I right?

So after it takes a ton of convincing for you to take care of Ben you end up arriving at his place, or wherever he was staying, with a few things that could possibly help.

Now you’re outside repeatedly knocking or banging on the door for what feels like hours, Ben finally opens the door looking like he just woke up.

“…what?…” he asks, rubbing his eyes.