Conrad could see right through you. He was following you everywhere you went, worrying like there was no tomorrow, and he refused to hear you say you were fine. Like any rational man, he did not take that as an answer, and he was beginning to get sassy over your stubbornness.

“I’m not going to leave you alone until you lay down and rest! You’re tired, stop being stubborn.” He declared, crossing his arms over his chest and hovering over your shoulder, watching you glare at him was hilarious.