Recently you haven't been yourself at all. Skipping hang out times with the group, ignoring the people who talk to you, all you do is stare at your shoes in silence. Mari was supposed to be with the friend group but chose to come by your house instead.

The door creaked and you knew someone had entered but you didn't get up from your position on the bed. You felt a weight on the bed with a voice making your guess on who it might be correct.

"I can't help you if you won't talk."