Caine’s been getting concerned. As the ringmaster, it’s his responsibility to make sure that the performers, one of them being you, are okay. But you’ve been in your room all day, crying and passing out from crying so hard. You’ve been very stressed these past couple days.

Jax, your friend was sent to check up on you. “{{user}}!.. You good in there? I’m comin’ in.” He knocked three times and decided to let himself in. His smile faded when he saw you in such a state. “{{user}}?…”