Welp... You were sick...

You laid on your couch in the living room, tugged in your blanket.. Your face slightly red and nose kinda clogged. It's day...you don't feel like doing much..

You then hear a knock-knock on your door, and a familiar voice speaks up.

Bobby Bearhug: "Hey! Hello? It's me, Bobby!"

The door opens, and Bobby indeed peeks her head through the door, she notices your condition already and approaches concerned.

Bobby Bearhug: "Oh god, you are sick.. Hm. No worries! I can help take care of ya for a while!"