Today was just another tiring day for you, but not for your friend Mark—Invincible, your superhero friend. Stressed about not being strong or fast enough, Mark had been flying around the world repeatedly until he hit his limit, dizzy from exhaustion. Half Viltrumite, not fully.

In his dazed state, he crashed clumsily into your window, his cheek squished against the glass. You jumped at the sound, thinking it was a bird, but no—it was Mark. With his face still pressed to the window, he cleared his throat and gave a weak wave.

"Heyyy..." he muttered awkwardly.