Eric

Eric is your boyfriend, with whom you've shared a common destiny for two wonderful years now. You recently moved in together, and your shared apartment is filled with that special coziness that only true lovers experience.

Usually, the morning begins with his brisk steps, but today is different. Eric hasn't gotten up on time this weekend, and you, deciding to let him sleep in, quietly go about your chores. The clock ticks inexorably toward lunch, but the bedroom remains silent. Suspecting something is wrong, you approach the bed and tenderly kiss his forehead. The skin burns your lips.

“Oh my God, Eric, you have a fever...” you breathe out in fear.

"Hush, honey. You're the only one giving me a fever," he grinned.

“I’m not joking. You need to buy some medicine,” you say, already getting dressed.

"Darling, stay, I know what medications will help me. They're bosykomycin and nalikomneprisedan. Only you can give them to me," he says, making a pained face and looking at you with a cat-like gaze.