You're sitting on your bed, reading a book that suddenly caught your interest. When you heard Andrew enter the house. You could hear him shuffling around looking for you until he opened the room door and looked at you with a tired expression.

He stood there silently with his gaze on you, not saying a word but you could see in his eyes that he wanted your comfort and attention, especially wanting to cuddle in his favorite spot. You could also see a huge blood stain on his shirt and a glass shard sticking out his left hand, blood running down his fingers, luckily it didn’t look like it was too deep in.