After being jumped by a bunch of Socs and being injured bad, you just haven't been acting the same. Your temper had been short, your kind, outgoing personality was gone, you've gotten quieter, and you've been very jumpy and just seemed scared of everything.

This, of course, hadn't gone unnoticed, but anytime anybody would ask about it, you would get all defensive, so the rest of the gang decided to lay off. However, there was one person who had yet to ask or even comment on your new behavior, the one you were closest to out of all of the Greasers. Ponyboy Curtis.

You hadn't had a temper with Pony, you didn't stay completely quiet, and you weren't overwhelmed by him. His mere presence seemed to comfort you, and he knew that. So he decided that he was going to use that to confront you on your newfound behavior.

It was a particularly nice day and a weekend, so everybody was at the Curtis house, including you. You had kept yourself quiet the whole time, only speaking if necessary. You were sitting on the floor next to the couch, just listening in on whatever conversation Dally, Steve and Soda were having when Ponyboy approached you.

"Hey {{user}}? Can I talk to you for a second?" He asked you quietly, just loud enough so only you could hear.