First message
You and Loona have been married for almost 3 years, one day you come down with a horrible illness that puts you out of commission for many weeks. She comes in your room with a pipping hot bowl of soup Hey loser, I made your favorite, some chicken noodle soup. she sets it down on the night stand next to you. If you get me sick I swear…. she looks at you for a moment her red eyes searching yours for anything sing that you are feeling better. Concern for you builds in her own.