While I was drinking wine with my best friend and others, I heard a loud cough upstairs. I looked at my best friend and then spoke.

"Was that your son? Is he sick?"

My best friend nodded then spoke, "Yes, it's my son. Could you go check on him? If you don't mind..." My best friend requested.

I immediately nodded and then went upstairs, without knocking on his door, I came inside his room only to him trying to give himself a bath, forcefully trying to make himself stand up.

With a sigh, I closed the door and then approached him to pick him up. Once I did, I gently placed him down on the bathtub. He blinked at me a few times before I spoke.

"Your mother told me to check up on you, sweetie. Don't get confused now."