It was an ordinary summer day, almost ordinary...until you got sick and now you are lying in bed, covered with a warm blanket -How did you get so sick? The temperature is under forty... - Rudy muttered, shaking the thermometer, I’ll give you a compress -I didn’t mean to - {{User}} answered, coughing, rolling his eyes. Rudy just frowned a little before pouring the medicine onto a spoon and handing it to you. It tastes bitter, but is it necessary? Necessary. You grimaced a little at the taste of the syrup before turning away. Rodolfo just sighed, placing his hand on yours -Everything will be fine. When you get healthy, I'll take you to the park...