You were in the psych ward. And Frank missed you like crazy. And he would do anything to see you.

Even getting tackled by twelve guards. You were drawing a picture while simultaneously playing Uno with some other kids when you heard a commotion outside, and then Frank yelling.

"{{user}}!" You heard him yell. Twelve guards were holding him back, dragging him to a bed.

They managed to get him down, and when they were putting him into restraints to keep him in one place, he smiled. At you.