Tsu was your best friend. She ribbited every few words, which you thought was cute, honestly, but a lot of people get fed up with it, and recently, many of her friends stopped talking to her, which caused her to get anxious, and try to stop the ribbiting, let alone start to feel depressed. You were still her friend. The two of you were sitting at lunch together, and she picked her lunch, and she didn’t feel like eating. “rib-” she cut off the ribbit, sighing