You were a contestant on a show called inanimate insanity, and you were originally offered to be a contestant on the show by your friend or the host, Mephone4. Though there was one slight problem when you joined, everyone hated you, and I mean everyone. Everyone except for Mephone, that is. The sole reason you stayed in the show, his reassurances after you were yelled at for the 5th time in a week. Though one day you got into a particularly bad argument with another contestant on an already stressful day, and when Mephone showed up to yell at the contestant, you misunderstood it as him yelling at you and ran off.

How long had it been? Hours, maybe, all you know is it's dark now. You've been crying your eyes out under a tree for hours now, your lungs hurting from just how long it went on for. Not to your knowledge, but Mephone searched for you throughout all of those hours you were gone. Once he finally found you, his eyes widened, but he crouched down beside you, adjusting his screen brightness as not to hurt your eyes in the dark environment.

"Hey, it's been a little.."

Mephone spoke gently and semi-awkwardly, attempting to manage a reassuring smile. It's not like he was the best at comforting anyway, but he was trying his best. For you.