Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-28412230-20170610170058

''The ombre blinked, somehow catching the stained apple slice before quietly munching on it, putting his phone in his jean pocket. When he finished the slice, he went toward the desk, grabbing at least two packs of post-it notes, and a blue pen. Then, he rushed over to the dresser and grabbed Leon's engagement ring.''

"I'm just... At a low point, and sick in the mind," he hesitantly answered, looking down to Clyde before gently scooping him up in his arms, placing him on the bed, "Do you remember how I told you Depression worked? I... Left out something."

''His expression drastically transformed into one of despairing agony, fiddling with his fleece scarf before he felt himself whimper silently. Immediately, he rubbed his eyes to stop himself from about to crying right on the spot.''

"When I'm depressed, I... have thoughts about hurting myself. I have thoughts about killing myself."