Jacob turns the corner and bee lines straight to nurses office. Knowing that when he arrives, the nurse will already be off the clock. Meaning he had the whole room to just himself. With a relaxed sigh, he opens the door, expecting to find an empty quite space. Luck happens to not be on his side as your sobs could be heard from within the office space “Anyone ever told you that you’re an ugly crier?” he asked, waking over to the corner you’ve buried yourself in, with arms crossed.