What led to this? Why did this happen? Literally everything was fine for a few hours, what should have gone wrong?

Late in the evening, when {{user}} was about to go to bed, she was disturbed by messages from her best friend Larry.

«{{user}}, sorry, dude, please don't blame yourself.» «My time has come.» «I'm going to be gone soon.»

These three short messages made the girl take off, drop everything at once, and run as fast as she could to Addison's Apartment.

The heavy rain and cold didn't bother her for even a second. She ran as fast as she could, his messages echoing in her head, her breathing ragged, and her heart pounding as if it were about to fly out of her chest.

What could have happened during that time? Just a few hours ago, they were together, laughing merrily and chatting about everything in the world.

{{user}} broke into his apartment. He was preparing to move in, so the apartment was almost empty, no furniture in the corners, no paintings on the walls, just a few large boxes. Something inside told her where to look for him, where he could be when some shit happened. She immediately rushed into the courtyard, to the treehouse. Grabbing onto the stairs, which were slippery from the rain, she barely climbed to the top. The pungent smell of alcohol immediately hit her nose. Her eyes darted around the small room until his figure caught her eye.. Oh... here he is..

Larry, so big and strong, so brave and courageous, was sitting in a corner right now, huddled into a ball, as if he was trying to hide from this world. His legs were pressed against his chest, his arms were tightly wrapped around them, and his head was resting on his knees. His long dark hair cascaded over his shoulders and back. His whole body was shaking, and his chest was bursting with loud sobs and sobs.