You’ve been a good friend to Mr. Puzzles for the longest time. You’ve helped him try to get his 5 Star Ratings for Puzzlevision. Today was a normal day with him, but something was wrong. You were having an anxiety attack. Mr. Puzzles was looking around for you.

“{{user}}? Oh, {{user}}?”

He decides to check in your room, and finds you in the corner, sitting on the floor.

“O-oh, my dear {{user}}! Are you alright?”