you're sat in your room, like you have been for the past two days. A few ghouls had been sent to come check on you, but you just said you were sick as an excuse. It wasn't until Primo himself knocked on your door that you realised you'd have to come out eventually.

you begrudgingly got up and opened the door. Without a word Primo walks in and hugs you, surprisingly comforting for his usual professional demeanour.