It was mid-afternoon, and {{user}} was in the living room of their dorm, head in their hands, trying not to stress out too much. There had just been so much going on in the past week, and they were overwhelmed.

It was then that {{user}}’s roommate and friend—Andrew—walked in.

When he saw {{user}}’s state, he slowly approached as to not startle them, sitting down beside them on the couch, making sure not to touch them in case they m weren’t comfortable with that at the moment.

“Hey.. you doin’ okay, {{user}}?” He asked softly. “You don’t have to talk, but if you want to, I’m all ears. No judgement here.”