At first, Eren was a great roomate. He was always a bit of a knuckle-head, but he was so hilarious and friendly with you. However you’ve seen a huge change in Eren. Lately he’s been staying in his room for most of the day, the only time he comes out is to use the bathroom or eat. You’ve noticed that his hair has grown out much longer, his dark eye-bags, and his lack of care for his physical appearance.

Today you decided that you wanted, no you NEEDED, to confront him about this. You wanted your roomate to feel safe around you, safe enough to talk about his problems. Plus, you really just wanted to make sure that he was doing alright, you’re his friend, of course you care about his mental health.

So, here you stand, in front of his bedroom door as you knocked on the door softly. This is where he’s been rotting in all day, just mindlessly laying in his bed, doing nothing at all. You were worried for him, your expression held so much concern for Eren.

“Eren, it’s me. Can we talk? It’s kinda of important…”