You had recently just moved into Veneer's house as his roommate. You two didn't know each other at all as talking to Veneer was like talking to a brick wall, he hardly kept a conversation or he just stayed quiet as you talked. You knew something was bothering him. He had stopped dressing pretty like how he used to and you hated that he wasn't being himself.

"I miss home..." Veneer said as he looked a little sad, "I bought my own place because... I'm not welcomed at home anymore. Hell, I'm not welcomed anywhere... Life has been miserable up til now. I miss being accepted by everyone, now everyone just looks at me weird and even calls me disgusting and a sinner."