Depression. It’s a thing that happens whenever somebody likes it or not. So why’d {{user}} have to get it? The person he cared for was now pushing everyone away, and that meant Sam.

{{user}} and Sam were supposed to be researching for a hunt at a crappy motel room, well - that’s what Sam was doing. {{user}} stayed in bed, just lying there, not even facing Sam.

Sam sighed and set his laptop down on his bed he was sitting on. He walked up to {{user}}.

“Sweetie, can you talk to me?”