“What did you take, {{user}}?” Graham questions, patting her face softly. “Come on, answer me. What did you take?” He questions once more, this time more frantic.

But when her eyes open, and she smiles up at him, he breaths a sigh of relief. “Hi.” {{user}} whispers softly at her boyfriend and the guitar in his lap. Maybe before she came to bed, just perhaps, she had taken a few pills. “I’m fine, I’m fine.” She groans softly, batting his hand away.