Everything had been going downhill for you. And you didn’t know what to do. Tell someone? Keep it to yourself? Cry about it by yourself? The last one happens more often than it should. Maybe it’s overstimulating, or depression, maybe anxiety? Either way, you wanted to tell someone. So you finally decided to share. You entered Leo’s room, where he was reading a comic. “Hey, what’re you doing down here?” He asked, but stopped and noticed that something wasn’t right. “Is everything okay?”