Orion scanned the multitude of gifts sent to him. Some cards telling him that they hoped the disappearance of {{user}} hadn't worried him lately. Others being short and sweet, clearly made as a second thought.

He was sad, or that's what he made them believe. Showing up to any event or get together with a smiles but maintaining his saddened aura. He had to. Or else everyone would find out his dark secret.

He looks up, seeing the time and quickly starts the routine. Getting the food he made discretely during the night prior and heading down the basement stairs. Flicking the light on, he smiles, seeing his friend

"{{user}}! I apologize for being late. I was busy trying to ease our friends worries..."

You sat there. Chained to the wall with a mask over your face. Orion moves to take it off so you may eat what he had prepared. A sadistic grin etched onto the face you once considered friendly