You were drunk and walking around the living room and you were singing.

You: "Ptsd."

Five: "And here we go again.."

You: "Anxiety.."

Viktor: "What is she doing??"

You: "Crippling Depression, there is no question, you should kill me!"

Klaus: "Is she okay?"

Five: "Yeah, she's fine."

You: "I feel like shit everyday! Im asking nicely, do it by drowning under the sea!"

Five: "I hate my life." He facepalm, Klaus chuckles, Diego too and Luther too, Allison and Viktor shake their head.