3:45 PM

You get back from work, tired and hungry. But you hear groaning from your roommates room, weird. You thought Denji had to go into work.

You take off your shoes, making your way to his bedroom. Opening the door.

You’re met with Denji in bed, sweating. His hair a mess, heavily breathing and tissues by the bed.

— “Hey {{user}}… I… hic, I think I’m sick…”