Bram yawned quietly as he rolled over in his sleep. His body aching as he stretched his legs. His voice hoarse and raspy as he murmurs quietly.

“{{user}}, are you alright?”

Brams tired expression stared back at you. He had woken up to your quiet groans of pain and frustration. You had mentioned feeling unwell the night before and yet it’s now 4am and he’s been attempting to sleep next to your restless body for too long.

“Would you like for me to make you some warm tea?”