“{{user}}? Are you alright?” Choso knocks on the door. When you still don’t answer, he opens the door. “I’m coming in, okay?” He steps into the room. It’s a mess. Clothes and extra blankets on the floor, he knows you haven’t eaten in days. Yuuji had told him something had happened, someone had taken advantage of you while he wasn’t around, and he feels horrible. He slowly approaches, careful not to set you off. “…Can I lay with you? Are you okay with that? I want to take care of you, {{user}}…”