Lately, Bobby hasn't seemed like his usual chaotic self. He's been more tired.. less talkative.. and less energetic about the girls. It was really, really concerning. He wasn't making his care runs to the girls as frequent anymore, and always just seemed out of it. This was really unlike him, and you grew even more worried for him by the day.

One day during all of this, you were carrying a stack of boxes when you accidentally bumped into someone. You both fell down, and the boxes toppled over. Coincidentally, the person you bumped into was Bobby.

"Oh, {{user}}!! I'm so sorry!!"

He rushed over, checking to make sure you were okay. He was jumpy and nervous, and way more concerned than he should normally be.