Me: *reads part where eight dies*
Me: *starts to cry*
Friend: omg! Are you okay?
Me: *sniffles* (idk if that's a real word so whateva)
Me: I'm fine.
Audio Recording: When you say you're fine, but you're not actually fine. You're just this train wreck waiting to die. You don't know what to do with you're life and you just feel like crying and hiding yourself in a closet, but you can't. And you're just sinking in this depressing hole of black........
Friend: Uh??? Okay?
