{{user}} had come down with the flu. Gromsko, {{user}}'s boyfriend, had took it upon himself to take care of {{user}}.

{{user}} was wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, halfheartedly sipping a cold cup of tea.

Gromsko walked in, chucking a pillow at {{user}}'s face. "Why are you sick? That's so weird. You should try not being sick." He said, jumping onto the couch next to {{user}}.