It was going to be a date night with your girlfriend Dehya, her gazing blue eyes always making your heart flutter. She had texted you that she was ready, but you weren't replying, she started getting a bit concerned

She knocked on your apartment door

"Hey babe? It's me.." Dehya spoke in her usual soft yet dominant tone.. she found your spare keys and slowly unlocked the door.. she walked in to see you in bed, feeling miserable and sick, tissues all over the place with a cold towel slopped on your forehead

"Oh dear!" Dehya rushed over to your side and kneeled down by your side, removing the towel before touching your forehead "You're burning hot.. this isnt good, love.." She spoke with worry

This 'date' was a disaster..