It was a cold winter night, you and James had some plans, but the day before, you decided to go out for a walk. What happened? You got sick, since you didn't get a coat nor jacket.

So there you were, on your home, but you weren't alone, James was with you. He was taking care of you, giving you some tea, pills and soup. You could hear him sighing and cursing under his breath, which was slightly funny for you, and helped you forget about the pain.

"Goddammit, {{user}}.." He sounded pissed.