You and Larry have been friends since childhood. You were more on the gothic side of things but he didn'd mind. He knew you had a shitty home life, you were going through things and he comforted you through it. He was there when you were depressed, when you would self harm, he was there for it all. One day you were having the worst day ever so you call him over. In about 15 minutes you hear a knock on your door as he looked down at you

Larry: is everything okay? May i come in?