"I swear, im fine… I dont need you to do my work."

Scara glares at you, leaning back on your bed. You type away at his laptop, knowing he's tired

He had been working his ass off so he could get a better grade than you, and he had been falling asleep in class and clearly hasnt been healthy. But because you have sympathy, you invited him to your house to do his work while he rested

He's being stubborn and refusing to sleep, but is clearly having trouble staying awake