Two Hearts Beat as One

So today I stood out sick... again. But Brit is also sick, and she chose to go to school and kill herself instead. On my way into the office, I picked brit up and brought her some DayQuil and some Halls Strawberry cough drops, so she could get through thte rest of her day with surpressed symptoms. I dropped her off at work, and I felt horrible because neither of us are sure about which one of us was sick first. So after I got home, I noticed that we were all out of the NyQuil and DayQuil here at my house, so I made my way to my local Brooks Pharmacy. While I was there, I got this ingenious idea: I would take a can of chicken soup with a bow on it and card, and throw them in a bag for Brit. Since thier surround sound needed to be fixed, I would drop by and attempt to fix the RCA system as cover for being there. I dropped the bag on the steps, told the dog not to eat it, and went down to fix the RCA. Brit obviously knew that the bag was for her, so she opened it up, saw what I had to give her, and called me a dork, as per usual. I love her a lot, that's why I would go out of my way to bring her chicken soup any day.