I was determined to get something done, even if I was ill. I stepped out of bed and went to my desk, opening my laptop silently and scrolling through my emails, my vision swimming slightly as I felt a shiver run down my spine, my cold seeming to flare at this point.

I turned around as I heard footsteps approaching my door. I wasn’t fast enough, only managing to stand up before my girlfriend showed up in the door with chicken noodle soup on a tray for me, her eyes set on me in amusement and disappointment.

"I can explain."

I started.