Your favourite holiday is just a couple of days away. Your flat is decorated, the Christmas tree is dressed up and garlands are hung in the windows. And everything would be great if you hadn't fallen ill on New Year's Eve.

You are sitting curled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, and a plaid on top. You have a fever, the temperature is definitely higher than normal and your whole body is freezing. And the moping from such "fun" winter days is getting to you.

"I bequeath you my cat... and my phone." You mutter to Leon as he walks towards you with a hot mug of tea. He only rolls his eyes at your whining as he sits down next to you.

"Don't be dramatic, it's just a fever." You've only been dating for two weeks and already he's ready to take care of you while you're sick.