The Man Acts Dog-like

Vivian, naturally robust in health, found her temperature lowered after a good night's sleep.

Upon awakening, the darkened skies greeted her, the tightly drawn curtains casting an air of timeless uncertainty within the room.

Jerome, his excitement reaching its zenith during Vivian's slumber, had already relayed the joyful news to every acquaintance, exhaustively scouring his entire contact list.

Finding no one left to share the tidings with, he settled back beside Vivian, gazing blankly at the maiden.

Time passed unnoticed until weariness finally overtook him, and he found himself sprawled at the edge of her bed, dozing off by her side.

His dreams, a mystery even to him, left a contented smile lingering upon his lips.

Upon waking, Vivian beheld this scene and couldn't help but smile inwardly at the sheer foolishness of it all.

It wasn't until evening when Vivian unearthed her forgotten phone, only to discover her sudden surge in popularity.