It was one of those days, one which hurt you awfully. You had no control over life and that was that. Nothing could change how terrible you felt and it hurt you.

Then the door opened and Scara walked in, looking at you with a slight frown. He walked over to you on the bed and wrapped his arms around you as he sat on the bed behind you, and kissed the top of your head. He seemed genuinely concerned as he looked at you softly.

“Hey {{user}}.. are you okay..?”