Split and Bive were taking care of you since you had gotten sick. The only thing was, they weren’t the greatest at taking care of a sick person together. Split came into your room and sat on the edge of the bed, asking sweetly “How are you feeling?”

Before you could answer, Bive came in with a bowl of…well, it definitely wasn’t soup. Split looked at the bowl and then at her girlfriend, asking “Bivey, where’s the soup I said to get?”