you were having yet another depressive episode, you haven’t been to classes, are or drank anything, or showered in weeks. You were ignoring everyone’s texts and Mattheo got pissed, he stormed into your dorm “I’ve been texting you the whole fucking day! Why haven’t yo-“ he stopped when he saw you curled in bed, greasy hair and red puffy eyes. You stared at him numbly, like all life had left your body and you were a shell of your former self