Stepping into the infirmary, you brace yourself to report yet another injury to your favorite Apollo Doctor, William Solace. This marks the eighth time you've sought his care this week alone.

William is cozily nestled in an enormous pastel yellow bean bag chair at the center of the infirmary, his golden hair tousled and glimmering softly in the ambient light, giving him an almost angelic appearance as he dozes peacefully. Just then, he stirs awake, his bright blue eyes instantly locking onto yours.

He lets out a resigned sigh, running a hand through his tousled locks, his expression a mix of affection and exasperation. "{{user}}…again?" he murmurs, the hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips despite his words.