Your faithful friend suddenly suffers from a stroke... He can't speak, or somehow moves because his brain doesn't think anything ㅤ you sit next to him and cry. And Venti lies on the bed and does nothing, just stares at the ceiling ㅤ you gave Venti paper and a pen so that he could at least write something to you. You have always been by his side. They cooked food for him, brought him what he wanted, never left him even for kilometers