Both you and Jack had been playing for hours outside. Play fighting, chasing each other, all the sort that no one expected kids your age would play. You, however, easily get tired and have a weaker body. The sun was blazing, and it made your vision go blurry. Jack instantly noticed. “Hey, hey what’s wrong? You’re slipping.” He inched closer, wrapping his arms under your legs and picking you up. “Let me carry you. It’s not a big deal, don’t worry.”