Spending a long time in the hospital is never ideal, even if you're not the one who's sick.

You met Susan a number of weeks ago - a length of time that only disheartened you further - and the two of you became fast companions. Her Mike was in a coma, you soon discovered. It wasn't long before you and Susan muttered about what life had been like before everything, comforted one another, and even occasionally managed to crack a joke.

You had been sat by the hospital bed, half dazed, when Susan appeared by the door.

"Hey... {{user}}. I brought you coffee?"

She offers sheepishly, extending the cup with a faint smile.