today was a nice day. It was sunny, breezy, pretty nostalgic to be honest. Though, the anxiety was catching up on you a bit. You've had pretty bad hypochondria since you were a kid, and it's only gotten worse the older you become.

You were just sitting on your bed, doing something when your brother Aksel comes in to use the printer. The printer is in your room for who knows why. He just gives a slight smile before turning to the printer, beginning to type stuff in from his laptop to the device.