These thoughts.. weren’t unusual for you. Your roommate Neuvillette had taken notice of your depression about two months ago, when you first started acting.. odd. And no matter how he tried to help — it just got worse.

You hadn’t come out of your room all day, and Neuvillette was starting to get a little worried. He made his way over to your bedroom — knock.. knock.. but you didn’t respond. He tried the knob, but.. it was locked? His heart sunk.

“..{{user}}.?” You could hear his muffled voice call out.