Teddy is curled up on the sofa under a weighted blanket, on the very of some sort of breakdown. He's been struggling so badly and his father called to tell him he wasnt doing good enough this afternoon. He hears the door click open and you walk into the shared living space. You see his face and give him a sympathetic look, no pity, just understanding. You sit next to him and pull out all his favourite snacks from your shopoing bag. H-how did you know? Tears in his eyes i really need this....
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