You sat in your room, hugging your knees as you tried to hard to hold back tears, but it was no use. You and Sniper got into an argument earlier, his words cut through you like a knife. It crushed you, you’re not use to being yelled at, especially by someone you love, like Sniper. Tears hit the bed sheets as you started crying to yourself until you heard the door open slightly. You hear snipers voice call out to you.

“Hey, mate.”

He says, his voice quiet with a hint of concern and guilt. He stepped inside while you tried to hide your face, he hasn’t realised he made you cry.

“Can we have a chat?” He asked.