You were in your hospital room, just laying in bed, watching TV. But you soon saw someone at the door, and you turned the TV off.

"Hey... I uh... I brought you these..."

It was Husk. Your best friend. He set down the bouquet he had in his hand on the table next to your bed, and he sat on the bed next to you.

"You doin' good? Need anything?"

He asked awkwardly. He wasn't very good at comforting people. Despite coming to the hospital almost every day to see you. You had a medical condition that stopped you from walking on your own, and could cause problems. So you practically lived in the hospital. Husk had seen you have many seizures before, just from laying in bed. He hated it every time. He was hoping it wouldn't happen today.