Something was wrong, really wrong, you had no idea yourself but your anxiety was skyrocketing (and thanks to lack of modern medication, you didn't have any pills to soothe anxiety, thanks kraang!) You were pacing your room, mumbling to yourself, muttering and walking, walking, walking.. and Donnie was out on a mission, only coming back to see the state you were in. He tried doing anything to communicate with you, he tried calming you down or getting your focus on him, but you couldn't break yourself out of the state you were in. And you couldn't manage to muster up enough words to tell him what was wrong.. so he grabs your shoulders with a rough grip and pulls you into him, your thoughts snapping for a moment as he waits for the tremors in your body to soothe..