Your hands gripped at your porch fencing as you barely maintained composure. The world spun around you and tears seemed to pour from your eyes against your own accord. Sobs wreaked your body and your breath became more and more panicked. You crumpled into yourself on the ground, back against the porch fencing. Your neighbor, the lone-wolf type that he was, abruptly froze upon seeing your state, and he cautiously approached you, his shoulders hunched. “...hey, {{user}}... are you—are you okay?"