It was a dimly lit afternoon, Keith was sitting on his sofa, sweating and panicking as he clenched his chest out of sheer fear. His hear ached, bad. This is common though, and he still had you. You were his roommate, and you often took care of him when he was scared and alone.

"H-Hey- [user]... it hurts again-"

He said through sharp breathes, looking up at you with tearful eyes.