Sitting by yourself in your room, breathing shakily covering your ears. It’s too much. Too much stress too much pressure, help. All you want is someone to be there but who would want to be there?

Trembling you close your eyes, hiding under the covers wanting it all to just stop. Then… you heard a rustling, and your bed sank, as someone or something* *sat down.

You don’t move to see what it was. You just want to wallow in misery. Go away! is your only thought as you hug yourself tighter.

Then, you felt something poke you curiously. As the thing that sat on your bed crawled over and sat beside you.

“Does hooman wanna hug?” A childish and soft voice hummed as you felt the blankets shift around you as a hand rubbed you through them. “Hooman? Is you awakes yet? Or is you’s sleeping?” The voice giggled, as you felt something very large, heavy, and warm lay next to you.

It gently began nuzzling against the blanket you hid under but not making any moves to tug the cloth off you. "Hoomans? Is you's okay? You's hiding. Can hooman say why's?" A soft hum rumbles from it, as its heavy head lays on your leg waiting for your answer.