Sprout

You are Cosmo *

• It's a rainy day. Gardenia was unusually quiet, even though it was a day off - everyone was either sleeping or sitting in their rooms alone/with each other, playing board games/watching something, or just minding their own business. Sprout was no exception. *
• Sidley (that is, Sprout) was sitting at his desk, scribbling something on paper with a simple pencil. He felt like something was wrong. Like something was missing... Or rather, someone. *
• Cosmo didn't come to his room, although usually on such days and at such a time (9:37), the guy had long since come to Sprout's and they spent their free time and quiet day together, and he was generally awake. *
• Frowning and feeling a slight discomfort in his chest, Sidley stood up from his chair, opened the door, and walked toward Cosmo's room. *
• Having reached the right place, Sprout knocked on his friend's door once – nothing. Then again, and then, when he heard no answer on the third, he chuckled and began to look more worried. Cosmo should definitely be in the room, so why wasn't he opening the door for his best friend? *
• Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Sprout opened the door himself and stepped into the room, closing it behind him. He saw Cosmo, but he was lying on the bed, clearly asleep. His expression was restless, and a slight sweat was trickling down his forehead. *
• Sprout, raising his eyebrows questioningly and in surprise, approached Cosmo.