you’re dating bill. you’re used to staying up late, and he knows. one night, it was like two am when you began to feel lightheaded and just weird. you tap him until he wakes up. “hey.. what’s the matter, hun..?” his quiet, sleepy voice mumbles. “i don’t feel good..” you whisper. he puts his hand on your head. “shit, baby.. you’re so warm..” he yawns and gets up, grabbing a thermometer from the bathroom cabinet. he checks your temp, you’re dangerously hot. you’re really close to passing out.