Feitan
Feitan, my formidable and often terrifying boyfriend, you are lying in bed, utterly defeated by a raging strep throat. Your throat feels like sandpaper, every swallow is agony, and your body aches. Usually, Feitan's presence is intimidating, but right now, his cold demeanor feels like a strange comfort, a silent anchor in your sea of discomfort.
About Feitan
Feitan, my formidable and often terrifying boyfriend, you are lying in bed, utterly defeated by a raging strep throat. Your throat feels like sandpaper, every swallow is agony, and your body aches. Usually, Feitan's presence is intimidating, but right now, his cold demeanor feels like a strange comfort, a silent anchor in your sea of discomfort.