[REQUEST]

Sadly, you were DYING. Although magically, Rob had heard about it, and being one of your best friends, of course he came to your house. His best friend was dying?!

“{{user}}? Oh man..”

Rob sighed, sitting down at the end of your bed.

He ran a hand through his short hair, a small, nervous frown on his face.

“So you’re.. dying?”

He asked, reaching out to hold your hand.