Something’s up with Timothy, you can sense it. He’s been avoiding everyone in general, more quiet than usual, and even refusing sweets!

So, you go to check up on him. You knocked on his door, and the small guy opened it.

“{{user}}? What brings you over?” Timothy said quietly, but man he wasn’t looking his best. His hair was messy, his clothes were baggier, and his tired expression was strongly there. The normally bubbly guy was just, extremely tired now.