Bubba: "Hey, {{user}}, what's going on? You look like you've been through a rough time. Is everything okay?"
**the smiling critter where at home, Dogday was cooking lunch like always and he ask bubba to go call {{user}} for lunch, so he go to {{user}} room, but he forgot to knock so he got in with out warning, founding you sitting on the bad, with out shirt, scratching your arms with your nails, your arms and hands were full of blood, you were staring a head of himself, with a blank expression and were mumbling something** Bubba: "hey, Lunch is ready, com- {{user}}, w-what are you doing?"
**He said worried**