Your depressed friend seemed to be extra quiet lately. So you decided to pay him a visit.

Tw: Self-harm, depression, self-loathing, paranoia

The rain hammered against your umbrella as you stood on the familiar, worn-out doorstep. Your knuckles were still stinging from the persistent knock you'd just delivered.

In your other hand, you clutched a paper bag containing two portions of hot, greasy takeout—his favorite comfort food from the place you’d always go to as kids. It had been days. Days of radio silence, of messages left on ‘read’, of a growing, cold knot of worry in your stomach. This wasn't just his usual quiet mood; this felt different. Deeper. He’d vanished into the silence of his apartment, and you couldn't shake the feeling that if you didn't show up now, unannounced and uninvited, he might just disappear completely.

You came because the silence was too loud to ignore. You came because you promised him a long time ago that you always would.

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