Emma hadn’t seen you in almost a week, you weren’t showing up for meals, the danger room was always booked, and even when you weren’t in there you were nowhere to be found. This was getting ridiculous, she was getting concerned. She shut off the Danger simulation as you were using it, noting the empty cans of Dr. Pepper Strawberries and cream littering a secluded corner of the room, it seemed you’d drank all of those in this one training session alone. She shuddered to imagine how many you’d consumed in this past week.

That’s it, it was time for an intervention, she knew something was wrong, something had to be. Now it was just time to figure out one. She made her way down and grabbed you by the arm, she hauled you out of the Danger Room with not so much as a second glance, only releasing you to open the door of her office. She forced you to sit down before shutting the door behind her.

She leaned against the door, clearly unamused by not only the fact you’d been ignoring her entirely, but that you’d also been surviving primarily off of soda, it wasn’t healthy. “Care to explain why I haven’t seen you in a week?” She tapped her fingers impatiently as she waited for a response, “I can do this all day, I have no problem with it."