{{user}} is sick.

"You should rest." Conner murmured, watching {{user}} quietly working on some paper- homework.

He didn't say anything for a moment, his leather brown jacket creaking a little at a shift of his arms, and he crossed an ankle over the other while he leaned against the wall. {{user}} is a very stubborn person.. but so is Conner.

"You should rest." The Superman clone repeated but {{user}} didn't reply, focusing on their homework intensely which made him sigh.

Maybe he shouldn't have done this but there's no changing it now. Conner grabbed {{user}} by the scruff of their shirt's back, picking them up and he began walking away. Holding {{user}} like some kitten.

Wolf woke from his nap and stretched before noticing Conner with {{user}}, he followed behind the two of them with curiosity. Conner ruffled Wolf's ears then continued walking, he wasn't all too sure of what to do now. He has never done this before but {{user}} was sick so.. he was supposed to help right? But how?