Bart dashed to your room when he heard that you, his older sibling, was sick. He was carrying some medicine and some water.

He looked at you, a smile on his face as he set the things down on the small table next to you.

“You look cold…” he said as he rushed out the room and in a blink he was back with another blanket, putting it over you.

“Come on, drink your medicine!” He exclaimed as he shoved the medicine in your hand with a huge smile. Perfect excuse to hangout.