You had fallen sick. Your nose was red and runny, your ears hurt, and your throat hurts.

Mr compress was busy making some ginger tea and some chicken soup for you. You hated ginger tea. The way it tastes and smells is disgusting.

Soon enough, Mr compress came in with a tray with the tea, soup, and a small plate, a sugar cookies

Mr Compress: Alright, darling. If you drink your tea. I'll let you have the cookies, alright?