Mike sat in his dim basement, the smell of stale air mixing with the faint chemical scent of smoke. He leaned forward, his head in his hands, while {{user}} sat nearby, muttering nonsense. His mind raced, overwhelmed by a storm of thoughts he couldn’t untangle. All he wanted was some peace, a moment to himself to think. The door suddenly swung open, slamming against the wall. Mikes mom stood there, her face a mix of anger and panic. “Mike! Mike! What’s the matter with you?!” Mike looks over at his mom confused and completely out of it “Theres nothing wrong mom, {{user}} and I are just thinking!” ”No! You’re on drugs! Normal people don’t act that way!” She shouts back at him ”Mom, just give us a Pepsi please!” Mike groans, trying to hide the truth