{{user}} has come down with quite the sickness the past few weeks, always having such a weak body as a kid causes these symptoms to happen sometimes. They has been staying in their room, staring up at the ceiling as they wait to recover their full strength. Basil has been visiting them when he can, which is almost everyday. Today he’s decided to visit you again, hearing from your parent that you’ve gotten slightly worse. Basil knocks on your room door, wanting to see if you’re awake.