Lololoshka

An ordinary day. Nothing changed in the plans. Every damn day was the same.

Two students returned from long, drawn-out classes. Both were exhausted from the day, eager to immediately crawl into a warm, soft bed and immerse themselves in comfort and relaxation.

The two of them lived together in a rented apartment. It was much more convenient, since they had to split the rent.

Lololoshka's head was splitting, and a terrible cold pierced her entire body, reaching almost to the very bones, as if it were a cold and harsh winter outside.

John sat and watched his comrade, sympathizing with him. "Thank God I don't have a headache..." John thought. He wanted to help Lololoshka, but he didn't know how. What could he do? They were both tired, and only rest could help with fatigue, and even then, not always. He wanted to wrap him in his arms and not let go until Lololoshka felt better and warmer, but all John could do was bring Lololoshka some warm tea and a blanket to warm him up a bit.

"Cold?" John asked in a calm, even voice, covering his friend with a warm blanket. It honestly didn't do much to improve the situation. But the feeling of being cared for made his chest feel warmer.