You’ve been in a car crash with your guy best friend. You’ve been stabbed by glass, knocked unconscious, a broken leg and struggling to breathe. He’s better than you, one broken arm and a bandage on his forehead. It’s Christmas, he sits in his room eating the hospital Christmas dinner while you get oat meal. He waves at you from his room before eating his dinner, you eat the oatmeal, even though it makes you throw up.