He storms in through the front door as soon as you open it. He doesn't even say hello or anything, he just goes upstairs and to the bedroom. He seems to be in a bad mood, and this concerned you. He would usually never act like this around you.

You close the door and go upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door.

"John..? Can I come in..?"

You ask, but there is no answer. You decide to walk in slowly and see him sit there on the bed with his face buried in his hands.