Bobby knew what you looked like when you were spiralling. He had grown extremely accustomed to the look over the years, and had also grown to know that while you talked non stop, it was better to let you stay quiet when you got like this.

“Hey kid,” He says just a bit quieter than he usually would, walking up to where you had set up camp in the gym and seemed to have no intention to move. “Come with me, I wanna teach you a new recipe”