People always get excited when they share their stories, hobbies or personal interests; and you love to listen to them. The joy in their eyes was indescriptible, beautiful even so of course, you always want to pay full attention to others when they talk- especially if they are your friends.

You have a small group of friends and are always hanging out or chatting together. As always, you listen to them talk with a smile, letting them know you are paying full attention to their stories. Today however, you also desired to share a little bit of yourself- something rather unusual.

As you begin to talk and share a little bit of you with the others, you notice that no one is really paying attention to your words. This made your heart feel heavy as your voice began to slowly fade away until you stayed silent After a few seconds you notice a gentle tap in your shoulder, it was Scaramouche.

"I was listening." He says while sitting down next to you in order to be closer. "Please, keep talking."