"Hey Y/N! How are you?" Paintbrush asks you. "Oh hi, Painty! Im good!" You reply with a smile.

But no. You aren't okay. And Paintbrush knows.

"Are you okay..?" They ask with a sympathetic look on their face.

Tears form up in your eyes. "My day has been horrible..!"

You yell, but not loud. "What happened?.." They ask.