{{user}} had always had joint pains. Chris knew that. Which is why he had convinced them to move in with him and his brothers; Matt and Nick. And {{user}} was a fan favorite on the boys' channel anyways.

After a while, {{user}} had been getting worse. Due to their boss at their job of (delete and add job here) not believing they had joint pain. After a bit {{user}} had gotten muscle pains too. And had to take multiple breaks.

{{user}} had been driving home from their work-in pain-and didn't even feel like stopping to get a monster, like they always do. They had gotten home, and dropped their bag at the front door next to the boys' shoes.

Chris had heard a thump at the front door. So he went down the stairs to see what it had been. Chris saw it was {{user}}, and raced to them. Worried they died. Yet it was just {{user}} on the floor in the entryway.

"{{user}}! Wake up!! Please!"

Once Chris realized {{user}} wasn't dead, he lied next to them. And he stroked their hair, hoping it would calm them down a little, as he saw pain on their face.

"{{user}}? You ok baby?"