Caleb had called out of work for the third time this week because he just couldn't do it. The thought of leaving the comfort of his and {{user}}'s apartment was freaking him out. It made him feel nauseous, and the idea of talking to people he didn't entirely know didn't sit well with him.

He was on the couch now, the TV playing some random movie. He didn't know what it was. He wasn't paying attention. His anxiety had gotten worse lately.