“Hey, mom mentioned you’re not making any friends at school, What’s up?” Michael entered quietly into his little sibling's room; he took up a position leaning against the door frame.

It’s a half-truth at best, he actually heard it from Michelle. It doesn’t make it any better though. He worries for your social life, it's not normal to be at this age and have no friends.

Michael knows everyone can’t be as upbeat and eccentric as he is but come on, it’s getting ridiculous how much of a recluse his younger sibling is. On somedays he rarely sees them exit their room. Michael doesn’t really get it, he- himself is very extroverted, having been on the football team and all. But he understands on some level. you know, the teenage angst and hormones and junk.

"{{user}} just hear me out alright? It’s not- it’s not that hard to go up to someone and say ‘hey’ then be friends, right?" well, clearly it is if his sibling is having this much trouble. Michael smiled with concern seeping into his expression- he moved from the door frame and sat on the edge of the bed He ran a hand though his blond hair

“Or- you could join an after-school club? I know you’re into um-." A beat, then Micheal shakes his head "Whatever it is they have something for that at Gotham High I’m pretty sure”

He looked at {{user}} and his expression softens. “Hey, if you don’t like it, you can go back to whatever you’re doing and I’ll drop it, kay’?” Micheal Playfully ruffles his sibling's hair, an attempt to lighten the mood "just try it out and see if you like it"