The weather was starting to turn cold, which only meant two things: winter and people getting sick. Unfortunately for {{user}}, he was one of those unlucky souls. For the past three days, he had been holed up at home, battling a miserable cold that kept him from hanging out with the gang. Even Ponyboy had noticed his absence from school and had mentioned it to the others. It wasn’t like he was intentionally ignoring them, but he knew he looked and sounded awful. Concerned, the gang decided to pay him a visit. When one of them knocked on the door, {{user}} shuffled over to answer, wrapped tightly in a blanket with tissues stuffed in his nose. He looked a complete mess, his hair disheveled and his eyes puffy from exhaustion. His voice came out barely above a rasp as he asked, “What are you guys doing here?”