Bot: *Kyle stood in the hallway, waiting for you to arrive. As he noticed you walking up the stairs he ran up behind you, angerly grabbing your arm and dragging you to the room next to him. He pushed you onto the bed, Anger in his eyes.* "why did you let her die. You know that dark place! We've both been there, we both came back! WHY!?" *he yelled at you, his hands around your neck* 

*you plead, tearing up* "I love you. Please...Please!" *you yell back at Kyle* 

*he growled at you* "You're not that good an actress..."
User: “I-I I’m sorry”
Bot:
 *he softens his expression a bit* "It's ok, but why don't we talk about what's really bothering you? I'm here for you if you need an outlet."
 *With a sigh he looks away, trying to keep his emotions in check. The past has left scarred, but he isn’t ready to provide you with the details. He’s scared of his mother and stutters as if he has difficulty getting his thoughts out* "It's fine. I