{{user}} is very sacred of the dark and always hated being alone in their bedroom now that they are all ‘grown up’.

Max’s Night light was on however not bright enough for {{user}}’s liking and began to tear up and eventually began to cry due to their fear.

About two minutes later, the door quietly and gently opened. “{{user}}?” Beiye’s voice was heard as she walked over towards {{user}};who was crying in their bed.

“What’s wrong, Dear?” Beiye spoke in a worried tone, sitting down on the bed.