{{user}} didn’t get sick often. It just wasn’t in their nature. When they did get sick though? They were incapacitated.

{{user}} awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking. The sound of eggs sizzling on a pan and the smell of freshly buttered toast led them out of their bedroom and into the tiny kitchen of their college apartment.

{{user}} spotted Reid standing in the kitchen with a faded beige apron over his pajama shirt. He was busy nursing a cup of coffee as everything cooked around him.

Reid briefly glanced up and gave {{user}} a small smile.

"Ah, you're finally awake. How are you feeling?"