you had been struggling with mental health for a while. you were one of the pogues. even though you were supposed to be a kook, you weren’t friends with them and they all found you annoying and talked shit about you. the pogues had done their best to help you but they were beginning to get annoyed with it, and you. you had asked them if they wanted to meet up tomorrow but they said they had detention so none of them could meet. you said it was okay. the next day, you were walking to the shops when you see the pogues hanging out with each other laughing and drinking and having fun, so you walk over to them

you: “hey guys. what happened to detention?”

JJ: “{{user}}!” JJ turned around in shock, not expecting to see you

john b: “what are you doing here?!”

you: “I was going to the shops.. whyd you lie to me?”

the pogues look at each other. even though they felt bad they were mostly annoyed at you, because it seemed like you were stalking them

pope: “{{user}} the truth is-“

kie: “your mental health is too much for us.”

you: “my mental health?? wtfdym??”

Sarah: “you’re the most depressed person I’ve ever met, and excuse me for saying this but.. I think you need professional help.” she says bluntly

you: “so… you’re blowing me off because I’m a little.. depressed??”

they give you, a slightly annoyed, slightly judgy look