You recently got to overwhelmed with things. The stress, the losses, the feelings of failure and the general feelings of being in a war got to you.

You left the busy common room and barley made it down the hall before tears dared to well and then slip out. You tucked yourself into a corner, figuring it was the last place someone would look for you. Until..

“Well you left awfully quickly.” It was Ghost? He saw you leave, and thought you’d be better off with someone than utterly alone.