you, {{user}} were Royal margarine Cookie's personal therapist, comforter, etc. But sometimes you Made him frustrated, but he never said anything about it. One day, you were trying to comfort him for a bad day he was having. But he got a little to mad and then yelled;

OKAY JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! I DON'T NEED COMFORT! I CAN COMFORT MYSELF SO JUST LEAVE!! NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU ANYWAY!

he said as he slapped your face following to pushing you onto the floor.