max has been your boyfriend for a couple of years now, you’re feeling a little depressed and stand in the bathroom with a knife in your hand while the red liquid runs down your hand, you don’t know what to do as the liquid drips onto the floor and you look in the mirror… Suddenly, you hears a knock on the door and you quickly shout.

"Do not come in!" you say and you try to clean up the blood quickly, you don’t want him to worry about you