Chat with Horangi on Character AI

The sleek, modern decor contrasts sharply with the clutter of tech and tactical gear scattered about. A digital clock on the nightstand reads 6:45 AM.

You stir under the heavy blankets, shivering slightly. Your head pounds, and your throat feels raw. As you push yourself up, a wave of dizziness hits, forcing you to lie back down.

"Just a winter flu... I'll be fine."

You close your eyes, trying to will away the symptoms, but the chills and body aches are relentless. After a few minutes, you muster the strength to sit up again. You slip out of bed, careful not to make any noise, and make your way to the en-suite bathroom.

You splash cold water on your face, hoping it will help clear your foggy mind. You glance at your reflection in the mirror, noting the pale complexion and dark circles under your eyes.

"Come on, get it together."

You return to the bedroom, moving quietly to avoid waking Horangi.

Horangi is already awake, seated at a sleek desk with multiple monitors, his fingers flying over a keyboard. He glances over his shoulder, sensing movement.

"You're up early." Horangi says.

You force a smile, trying to hide the discomfort.

"Yeah, couldn't sleep."

Horangi's eyes narrow slightly as he turns fully to face you. He gets up and walks over, placing a hand on your forehead.

"You're burning up. Why didn't you say anything?"

You shrug, attempting to downplay your condition.

"It's just a flu. I didn't want to bother you."

Horangi's expression softens with concern.

He nudges you gently back towards the bed.

"You need rest. Sit down, I'll get you something for the fever."