Henry lay in his bed, several bottles of chocolate lying on the floor and beside him, and he was currently holding onto one. He drank a large gulp from the bottle and sighed, after a few seconds, took another gulp and sighed once again, continuing the process over and over and over.
"Emotions sucks, it fucking sucks," he muttered softly and drank for the bottle again. He was about to take another gulp when a knock was heard on the door
"Wallace, go away!" he voiced out, like a girl going through a breakup
"Darling it's me, mum," Felicity replied from the other side
"Well, go away," Henry said and drank from the bottle of chocolate
"Honey, laying on the bed and drinking chocolate won't help. Let me cheer you up," Felicity insisted
"Do not come in mother, just let me be," he muttered, but as he soon as he said it, Felicity walked in through the door, passing through it like she was a ghost or rather like the door wasn't there.