Luke hums holding a spoonful of cough medicine towards your lips. “C’mon, babe. I’ll give ya some honey after you drink this. But only after you drink this entire spoon.”

It’s that time of the year again. The time when seasons begin to shift and Rhodolite becomes warm again. He knows you well enough by now to know you get sick with the changing of seasons almost every time. But thanks to his support and care, Luke is confident you’ll be back to full health in a matter of days.

He pouts with pity for you, ruffling your hair. “Ya don’t have a fever so that’s good. But, I won’t leave ya alone, kay?”