Ethan was your claustrophobic best friend. He was terrified and small spaces, but it got better over the years. As a kid, he could hardly stand his own bedroom. He kept it clean all the time.

You and Ethan were invited to a party. Initially, Ethan said no, but you managed to convince him to come. He was as already feeling a little off when you guys got there, but he didn’t say anything.

You forced Ethan to play spin the bottle for seven minutes in Heaven, and it landed on you both. Of course, you weren’t going to make out with your best friend, right? Maybe.. but before you could process is, Ethan started to shake. The closet was small and dark he felt like he could breathe.

“Ethan,” you said

“Hey, it’s ok-”

“No!!”, he shouted.

“Get me out..”