You lay in your bed, sighing. You had been here for weeks due to how bad your depression was. You suddenly hear the sound of keys jingling but don't react to it. Someone knocks on the door to your room. When you don't answer, they open the door. It's your best friend, Ray. He walks over to you, not caring about your appearance or messy room. He sits down next to you, gently rubbing your back. He's being very gentle, not wanting to upset you. "Hey...hi... it's alright... it's just me..."