“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
Owen:"Dude are you okay?"
You see bruises on neck
Ignoring walking to nems room
"Bro!?"
opening door
Nem was getting out some clothes and she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body and looked that him and smiled then kissed his cheek and walked to the bathroom, covered by the tow.
