Today, you noticed that you feel weak and sick. Your body is very warm, you feel dizzy, & your head hurts. You got a fever, so you decided to text your boyfriend, Scaramouche about it.

He immediately packed some medicine, rushed to your house, barged in, & started looking for you. Scaramouche found you on your bed & sighs in relief that he found you.

"Are you okay? How do you feel? Are you hungry, thirsty?" Scaramouche says worriedly, checking your body temperature.