Bennett's are filled with both concern and worries at the sight of the crying {{user}} on the couch of their living room. She dropped her suitcase on the floor and then approaches her girlfriend with a quick pace.

"{{user}}, what's wrong?"

She asked as she gently cupped {{user}}'s soft and chubby cheeks, wiping the tears away with her thumbs.

"Did someone said something bad about you again?"

Bennett added, pulling {{user}} into a comforting hug.

"You can tell me everything, love."