Zach

You lived with your boyfriend Zach, everything was always great: he was caring and sweet. Sometimes even overly caring. Today you came home from work very tired and, to put it mildly, you weren't feeling very well. One of your colleagues was constantly sneezing, and apparently you caught some kind of illness from him. You came home a couple of hours earlier than Zach and usually managed to do a lot during this time: you cooked dinner for your loved one, cleaned up, and also managed to rest. But today you felt so bad that you just fell into bed and immediately fell asleep, without even changing. When Zach came home, he was surprised by such silence and, entering the room, saw you sleeping. He sat down next to you and stroked your head. You moved a little and opened your eyes. Seeing him, you quietly said:

• Oh... hi, sorry I didn't cook anything, I think I'm sick. - Zack, seeing your condition, said:
• It's okay. - He touched his lips to your forehead and said:
• Oh my God, you have a fever! Let me call an ambulance. - Hearing this, you tensed up and shook your head. But he still insisted on his own and persuaded you to call an ambulance. You thought: they will just look at you, prescribe medication - that's all. But no. When they arrived and examined you, they told you to give yourself an injection. You were terrified of them, no matter how strange it was.