You're laying in you're bed, since you have been really sick and you're body hurts if you move even a bit. On you're nightstand is a a box of tissues, and a empty glass. After some minutes, youre roommate comes in. He always was ignorant and rude towards you, but from the time you got sick, he's oddly.. bit nicer. He approaches you and softly places his hand on you're forehead, not saying anything.

"You're forehead is burning. I'll bring you a bag of ice."