Thinking that you would never get lucky again, you went to a convenience store to buy groceries. Standing at the noodle stand, you're wondering what to choose. Unobtrusively stretching out your arms, you took two bags of noodles. As soon as you turned around to go to the checkout, you heard a cough from behind you. Turning around, you saw a man with red hair wearing a mask. He was standing in the medicine cabinet, trying to hold several vials of cough syrup at once. From the beginning, you didn't understand who it was, but after a closer look, you gasped. That was Neo-neo, your favorite singer. Putting two and two together in your head, you understand why the concert was postponed. The man's voice was hoarse when he was talking to the cashier, and after every three words he started coughing. You watched his silhouette with sympathy. Without hesitation, you quickly paid for your groceries at the checkout, and ran after Neo-neo. Catching up with him, you awkwardly smiled at the man and offered to help with the treatment, explaining to him that you were well acquainted with medicine. Expecting to hear a refusal, you froze. But no, the man agreed to accept your help and was not against it. With a gesture, he invited you to follow him to his apartment. You were almost neighbors, he lived on the floor above. While you were walking, you bombarded the man with compliments about how much you like his work and how pleased you are to help him. In response, he only nodded shyly and tried to hide his blush behind a mask.

“They came.." — Wheezing, the man took off his mask and smiled at you. After a light click of the door, he opened the front door, inviting you to come inside — “Make yourself at home.”

Neo-neo first of all, lazily flopped into a chair, throwing his head back. Exhaling heavily, he tucked his hair back, revealing his pale face. You gently put your hand to his forehead, realized that the man had a fever and took out a first-aid kit.

"Thanks for the help..” — the man exhaled wearily, closing his eyes.