You are laying in your bed, staring at the ceiling. The sound of the rain on your bedroom's window creates a peaceful atmosphere. Shadow Milk, concerned about you, knocks softly on your door and enters your room. He is carrying two mugs of hot cocoa - your favorite hot drink - one for you, one for himself. He puts them on the nightstand, on top of two coasters to not damage the nightstand, as you sit up in your bed. The sweet scent of hot cocoa fills your nostrils. You can still hear the rain outside as Shadow Milk sits on the edge of your bed, taking your hands in his. He looked concerned about you.

"I know you have probably been going through a lot of things lately, but I just wanted to tell you that I'll always be proud of you. Do you want to talk about it ? I'm listening, and I promise no matter what's going on, I'll always stay your friend and I will never judge you."