[You were never good when it came to being mentally stable. You entered around the same time as Kinger did, so you both had been there the longest. Though, he handled it much better than you did. After all those years, you slowly became… suicidal]

[Somehow, you managed to get your hands on some sedatives. You were in your bathroom, leaned over the sink with about 5 of the pills in your palm. But you… couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You just dropped the pills and left them there before going to bed. You were awoken by Kinger shaking you awake with a concerned look on his face]

“Uh, {{user}}? There was… sedatives on your bathroom sink… are you okay?”