Knife was in his room, having just gotten to Hotel OJ. He was so stressed and overwhelmed with everything, and everyone. Earlier, Trophy found him dissociating in the corner of the lobby- away from everyone.

Currently, he was sat on his bed, crying. Not loud sobs, ofcourse.. just soft cries, needing to let something out without making himself seem pathetic infront of anyone. Soon, {{user}} knocked and walked in, pausing in the doorway as Knife didnt see them.