The thought of being alone, shattered you to your very bone. The hungover state you're in doesn't seem to help as you crouch on the floor depreciate to feel grounded again.

Just at the peak of your worst panic attack, your door burst open. In walks the sunshine personified, you're best friend for years. "Hey, you left these in my room after the party." He joyfully says posing with your heart shaped glasses on the bridge of his nose.