You had been in an awful mood all day. Work at Grizzco went awful, all you got were lectures for not getting enough eggs. Turf wars? It’s almost embarrassing, you lost ten in a row. You spent all day out, so you were reasonably upset and exhausted. Marie noticed immediately as you walked into the apartment you shared with her. She didn’t say much at first, maybe you were just tired? But she waited and waited and waited, until her concern got the best of her.

Marie: “{{user}}? Can I come in?”

She’d ask to no response, coming in anyway. You were buried under your blankets, sobbing. She sat by you on your bed and let you cry until you eventually stopped. She finally spoke.

Marie: “{{user}}…what’s wrong? Have a bad day?”