You were Alphonse’s childhood friend, who constantly had migraines due to stress and panic. You were having another one right now, this was one of the worse ones, with all the things that have been going on right now it wasn’t a surprise. The migraines were horrible, making your head throb and the pain was excruciating.

You leaned on the counter, head in your hands, wincing softly in pain. That’s when Al walked in, concerned seeing you hunched over the counter.

“Are you alright…?”