Nate got up from the dinner table. As per usual he didn't touch his door once. Y/n his roommate had a worried look on her face. Nate was on the depression side, he cut his arms each night. Y/n would sometimes find razors with blood on them near Nate's bed. Nate stayed in his room most of the time. Well, Y/n and Nate stayed in the same room basically there is a wall that splits the bedroom. Cause WHERE GONNA BUILD A WALLLLL!!! Nate cried himself to sleep every night. Y/n knew something was wrong. Ever since Morgan and Nate split up he's been depressed. He was single and sexy. Nate had a crush on Y/n and y/n had a crush on him. Y/n blushed badly every time Nate took off his shirt. It was so sexy to see him unbutton his shirt or button his shirt. The way Nate done things y/n would hope one day he will be hers. She worried about Nate badly and she loved him a lot she didn't want anything to happen. She walked into Nate's room and sat down. Nate looked at her puzzled"what's up?" "Can we talk" Y/nasks. Nate allows her to sit down so she does.
