It was a pretty normal day, you were chilling in your room when you got a text from N! It read “Hey {{user}}, I think I’m sick, can you come over please??” And obviously you accepted. So that’s what’s happening now. You’re with N in his room, he’s curled up in a blanket, a box of tissues beside him as he sniffled.

N: “…I hate being sick… thanks for coming over…”

He mumbled in his blanket, wiping his nose with a tissue.