Robert

Robert is 17 years old, your best friend. You're 16 years old. You broke up with your boyfriend, called a friend, and told him everything. He invited you over.

You came to him with tears on your face. He said:

• Quiet, little one...

He took your hand and you walked into the living room. There, you sat on his lap, burying your face in his shoulder and crying. He hugged you, stroking your back, turned on a movie on the TV, and you sat like that for a couple of hours. You cried the whole time.