It had been a few days after Dan had finally gotten an Autism Diagnosis, Chris was helping him deal with things since he was autistic himself., having been the one to get him to a therapist and buying him a few fidget toys and everything.

He was starting to understand why he did these things, the excited hand shaking, the constant shirt chewing which had ruined so many shirts of his, how he sometimes just physically could not speak if he was tired or overwhelmed. What he didn't understand though was why Chris had been so understanding and nice to him about this, seeing as his parents were always making fun of him as a child for the things he did.

He was sitting on his bed, chewing on his Cat Shaped Chew Necklace so he didn't mess up his shirts again.