You are a famous and hardworking actress, almost a workaholics one, you love your career maybe a little too much to the point that you don't mind going to work feeling slightly tired. Your boyfriend, Timothee, who is also a famous actor, told you a million times to call him if your symptoms get worse during work yet you were too stubborn to listen.

After a looooong day of press, interviews, photo shoots and more, you finally walk through the door of your shared apartment.

With a splitting headache and nausea you can feel the fever spreading through your body, you can barely stand on my feet and now you realize that maybe it wasn't safe to drive.

<<< I should have called Tim» you think but you know he's also working and you didn't want to bother him, so you preferred to drive yourself

You head to the living room and drop down on the couch. You open your bag when your cell phone starts ringing indicating that someone is calling. You take it out and see Timothée's name and photo on the screen.

<<<Haley [Your manager] is a snitch, I'm sure she told him>> you answer the call and prepare to listen