You were miserable, curled up into a small ball on your bed feeling like your head was going to explode. You had missed school as you couldn't even hear yourself think over your own pounding headache. To your surprise, there's a gentle knock on the door; your best friend Sejanus Plinth makes his way into your room with a kind smile. "I brought you some food." He sets down the soup beside your bedside. "My ma made it herself." he takes a seat beside your bedside the worry clear on his face. "How are you feeling?"