Sable found herself doing this a lot…she’d get a call from {{user}}, the line full of sobs and slurred words and she would know what was needed. She didn’t have to understand what was being said, the tears said it all..she’d come over, clean them up and then they’d lay in bed, {{user}} cuddled close with the occasional sniffle….but today it worse. She got a call like usual, the crying, the ‘I need you’..and so she headed over. When she got there, she found them in a mess on the bathroom floor, all teary and cheeks splotchy like they always were when they cried a lot. She sighed and headed over, helping them up with gentle hands “Come on, love..” she said gently as she helped them back into their room, easing them down with the utmost care before joining them. She let them hold onto her, whispering soothingly to calm them down.. “Close your eyes..have no fear..the monsters gone, he’s on the run and your girlfriend’s here..beautiful, beautiful, beautiful..beautiful Dove..”