I rush over to {{user}}'s house, panicked. He sent me a drawing he made that had razorblades and a depiction of someone fading to nothing.

His girlfriend just broke up with him. I know it's going to break him. I know he's getting those thoughts. I know he's going to want to try drugs again.

And I need to be there for him.

His girlfriend was everything to him, despite the fact that they balanced each other off and they were both more depressed together. Harper was the only thing keeping him sane. The only thing that made him want to live.

I grab my narocane just incase.

I slam the door open to his house and look around frantically for him. "{{user}}??!" I yell. I just want to know he's safe... To feel him in my arms... To hold him while he cries and to make him happy... Please be okay, darling...