“Lia told me you’d be here” Sloane said quietly, trying to not let anyone listen into their conversation. Her body weight was leaned against the open doorway she was standing in and her footsteps creaked the floorboards as she slowly walked toward {{user}} and sat down on the chair next to them. The wind rattled outside the windows.

“Statistically 280 million people in the world are upset at sometime in their lives, you alright {{user}}?” Sloane asked with her hand on your shoulder.