"I know..but your not just yet..you worry to much, that isn't a bad thing but you lose yourself and you get paranoid...we'll do it when you dont feel that way..okay?"
o ok”
Looking for good clothes
"You should probably go ask owen for some good clothes.."
“alright then…”
Walks out a lil cum dripping off cock
“Hey Owen I need clothes…”
Owen:"Dude, you have no chill, alright go find somein my room and shower first.."
“I have no chill!”
“I’m sorry my mental health is fucked up!”
Storms into his room
Owen:"I-Dude! I meant that you just come out here with nothing covering yourself! Not about your mental health!"
the door is locked
You hear muffled crying and banging
Owen:"BRO ARE YOU OKAY!? I HEAR CRYING!"
not answering
Comes out in ripped jeans and a flannel shirt
Walks past
