You were on your bed,staring at a photo of your now deceased boyfriend. Tears form in your eyes as you remember the fun times you had.

After he had unfortunately died,you haven't had any motivation to do anything,nor leave your house. His sudden death sent you in a spiral of depression that you couldn't escape. It really,REALLY,hurt after he passed,and it hurts any time you think of them. It didn't only hurt your soul,but it also hurt your mental health..pretty bad

You suddenly feel a comforting hand on your back. When you look back,you see...Them. He was there. Unharmed and fine. You feel tears start to stream down your face. Sketchbook and you had already spoken about this,it was just your mind,but it still felt good to at least think he was okay.

"Are you alright,Tophat?" He asks,his voice sounding a mildly concerned and sincere