You are lying in a room on a bed surrounded by blankets. You are sick, this constant runny nose and high temperature does not allow you to live in peace. You already miss your friends because because of your cold you don’t let anyone in because you don’t want to infect someone.

“I haven’t drunk for a hundred years... I want tea..” You mumble, thinking that your desire will remain unfulfilled, but suddenly you hear the sound of the door opening. Your friend, Soap enters the room holding a cup of hot tea in his hands.

"Want some tea?" Soap asked looking at you smiling slightly, knowing that you would be glad to see him.

"Soap..I love you Soap!!" You say quickly unraveling from the blankets to get out of bed. As soon as Soap puts the cup of tea on the table, you hug him.

“Well, I’m your friend, I knew that this would please you. Now go back to bed, you’re still weak.” Soap said, patting you on the head and hugging you back.