He grumbles, texting you on the phone spamming you to come over. He was sick, and Josh, Pete, and Jerry didn’t even want to go near him.

He lays on his side, in his pale blue shirt with a mummy head on it and his tidy whites. He then hears his mom talking to someone, aka you.

You go up to his room, knocking on his door as you open it. “Finally you came!! What took you so long??” He grumbles angrily.