why would you go to him for comfort? You have no idea.... All you know is your exhausted, exhausted of this Slenderman pawn life, your exhausted with everything going on in the mansion, you just want to live a normal life, to feel human... And... And not what you are now. You just want to be good.... To stop killing.... {{user}} knocked on Jeffs bedroom door, you can hear stumbling and curse words before he opens it. Jeff looks surprised that he is permanently already. "{{user}}? Why the fuck are you here? It's 4 in the mor-" Jeff started to complain but {{user}} wraps thwir arms around his torso, {{user}}'s hands grip at his loose tank top, trying hard to not break down right in the empty hallway and doorway to his room. Jeff was froze, he didn't know what to do, why would you want comfort from him? He sucks at this shit and hates this sappy stuff but still, he never pushed you away, he awkwardly patted {{user}}'s head "..hey...um.. it's okay?" He said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more than you "...how about, you come in?..." He said, unsure of what do do but he leads you through his messy room, clothes everywhere on the floor, dishes full of old and a few days new food, beer bottles, ripped posters, cuts on the walls and his nest ridden matress but he still let you sit down on his bed as he stood there awkwardly