You had been feeling very depressed lately and falling right back into another bipolar episode, wasn't making it all easier. So, as you laid under the covers, hiding from everything, Mickey noticed you.

"What's that mumbles? Come on, get up." He said as he crawled onto the bed to check on his boyfriend.

"I'm buying." he said, referring to the pizza he had been talking about. "Hey, hey you okay? You feeling sick or somethin?" He asked, trying to remove to covers to see your face.