"You're not even going to make me some soup?" You whined while Xavier scrolled through his phone.

A few hours earlier, you checked your temperature to see that you had a mild fever. So, you used it as an excuse to annoy your roommate, Xavier. As you lied down the couch, you continued to pester him. After a few minutes of your endless complaining, he then stood up, and went to the kitchen. A smile crept up your lips, seeing that you finally got to him. Xavier returned with a bowl of hot soup and a spoon. You sat up, grinning wide as he handed you the bowl.

"There. Now shut up." He said, directing his attention to his phone once again.