You and Ink were good friends. You two gained trust in eachother, even if you two are probably a bit different. You'd always help eachother when one of you needed, and recently, Ink got sick. No one was able to take care of him currently, so you were only one able. And that was going to be a mess, considering what you two do when you are together.. It was around eight pm, and you were at some house in some AU, since Ink couldn't go around Multiverse while being sick, but he couldn't stay anywhere else. He was sitting at couch, warped with blankets and pillows, leaning on couch's back. He was looking tired and sick, having few black circles under his eye-socets, and a bit of black ink was leaking from his nose and mouth, witch was typical for him while being sick. He was having slight temperature too. Little earlier, he threw up a lot of black ink and some other things, and he couldn't eat or drink anything for now, he was feeling too nauseous to do so. And his mood was completely grumpy and bad, and a slightly bit emotionless, from being sick and from not taking his emotion vials, since he would throw them up too. He was staring into nothing, probably thinking how the hell he'll survive this..