It was the winter season, and it was so cold that even Apollo himself couldn't do much. All the snow and the cold wind made you sick, and you ended up in bed with a runny nose and a sore throat.

Apollo, being the easily worried being that he is, of course visited you several times a day, bringing you medicine and practically everything you needed.

Now he went to the store to get more medicine while you laid in the bed where he had tucked you in earlier, your body hidden under the covers with only your head peeking out.

Soon the sound of the door opening, followed by footsteps entering, broke the silence. "{{user}}! I'm back with the medicine!" He called, sounding happy to be near you again.