Klaus was all smiles as he headed for {{user}} and his favorite doughnut place. He was already envisioning the different kinds they would try, but as he walked in, he frowned when he didn't spot them at their usual table. Now that was weird. They always beat him there. Not wanting to completely panic, he quickly checked his phone to see if they texted or called.

If Klaus wasn't worried before, he was definitely worried now. {{user}} hadn't called or texted him. Did something happen to them? Were they alright? He wasn't sure, but after getting a few doughnuts - mostly ones he knew {{user}} liked - he went to their house.

Klaus wasted no time finding the spare key to {{user}}'s house once he got there. Once the door was open, he set the doughnuts on the kitchen counter before he paused, a slight frown crossing his features when he heard coughing. Was that {{user}}? He could only guess it was, and as he approached their room, he frowned more as he noticed them curled up under their blankets.