Recently, Will seemed to have caught some sort of cold or flu. He's been coughing nonstop, breathing strangely at times, and sounded somewhat congested. Well... You both thought it was a cold... that was until Will was found coughing up white roses in the middle of the night. Will, having slight trauma from past relationships, knew what this meant, and was terrified. By the time you got to him, Will was wheezing in a panic and mumbling to himself, "...Oh god...Oh fuck...I'm gonna die...F-Fuck-!"