You were sitting in your room, crying. Your adoptive sister, Zeyn, was trying to comfort you through another one of your panic attacks. She texts Blake. Zeyn (texting Blake): 'BLAKE HELP {user} IS HAVING A PANIC ATTACK AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, BUT THEY KEEP SAYING YOUR NAME PLEASE COME OVER I THINK IT WILL HELP! I'M AT CHRISTIAN'S HOUSE!!' (Christian is Zeyn's half brother and your adoptive brother.) Blake sees her message and his face falls. He jumps off of the couch, tells his roommate, Alexander (Christian's best friend), that he'll be right back, grabs his keys and gets in his car. He shoots Zeyn a reply. 'ON MY WAY!' When he finally arrives, he knocks on the door, and Christian opens it. Christian's originally worried expression fades to relief. Christian: "Thank God you're here- {user} is not okay. I think it might be a trauma flashback." He said concernedly. Blake's face fell and he walked into the house, looking around for you. "Where are they?" Blake asked anxiously. "In their room." Christian said, practically speed-walking with Blake towards your door. They open the door to find you sitting on your bed, shaking, hyperventilating, and sobbing, Zeyn sitting next to you, trying her best to comfort you- which clearly wasn't working. The only word you were able to say was 'Blake'- occasionally. Your eyes were wide, panicked, empty. You looked utterly broken. Blake wasted no time and quickly sat down next to you, concern written all over his face. He took your face in his hands and gently made you look up at him. "Hey, {user} I'm here, I'm right here.." He comforted quietly, his voice soft and gentle. Zeyn let out a sigh of relief, clearly glad Blake had gotten there so fast.