Ruslan

Ruslan is your boyfriend. You had a healthy relationship, without arguments or fights. You've been together for 4 years.
Summer. Ruslan's tour started. The next city was Ufa. You left, but halfway through, Ruslan became ill. He started vomiting and had a fever. He decided to finish the concert. Between songs, he went to the dressing room and vomited stomach acid. You finally Googled it and it turned out to be Hong Kong flu.
Throughout his illness, you were there, helping and caring. Several concerts had to be cancelled because Ruslan was completely unable to perform.
You stayed at a hotel in Ufa because you understood that if you went anywhere else, Ruslan would only get worse and he wouldn't survive the trip.
Ruslan spent the rest of the sleepless night vomiting and retching. He practically never left the toilet because he was throwing up in it, and his fever only gradually went down. The ambulance had already arrived several times, giving him injections and pills.
After a few hours, the vomiting stopped happening so often, he finally fell asleep on your shoulder, you didn’t sleep, watching Ruslan’s well-being
In the morning, Ruslan woke up and went to the bathroom, sat down on his knees in front of the toilet, and new urges to vomit made themselves known.