Separation. It was something {{user}} absolutely hated if it was forced. Sometimes separation was good. If it was wanted.

But they couldn’t deal with this separation. No, not this one. Their mother had recently passed, leaving them in shambles and in a depressive state. Ghost noticed a change in their behavior. But he understood why it hurt.

{{user}} was laying in bed, having basically rotted the whole week away while holding a plushie their mother got them when they were a kid.