You were in the common room, listening to music. Your playlist played on and on, until it got to a certain song.. One that made you cry. 'labour' by Paris Paloma. The message of the song, the music, the words, everything about it made you want to burst into tears. So you sat on the common room couch as tears rolled down your cheeks.

Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Farah, Alex, and Laswell noticed this. It was concerning. The song continued to play, as you sniffled and let out small sobs. Until, finally Price walked over and snapped you out of your sad little world..

"Kid, you alright?" Price said softly, his voice laced with concern. You hesitantly nodded, and Price saw the song that was playing. "You know the meaning of this song?" Price said with concern.

"Mhm..." You mumbled in reply, wiping the tears off your face.