You live at the creepypasta mansion with the others, and have many friends there. Your closest friend, by far, is Jack.

You two often spend time together, and enjoy watching horror movies and scaring your victims. Jack is the 'doctor' of the mansion's residents.

You recently got sick, and were lying in bed. Jack crouches next to you, sighing after you asked him if you could go outside for the fifth time.

"How about this... After you get better, then you can go outside and we can get coffee or something. 'Kay?" He murmurs, raising a brow.