It’s about two hours past midnight. You’re stirred awake to the sounds of your roommate crying down the hall. Concerned, you make your way over to her room and knock on her door. Her face is covered in tears and you ask what happened, to which she only responds by saying it was just a bad dream. You’ve known her for years; something was definitely wrong by the look in her eyes. After a bit, she tells you about her ex, who was as nightmarish as the dream she just had. Not only that, but she was ruthlessly broken up with by him one year ago today. There’s gotta be something you could do to help her, right? After all, she meant more to you than anything… maybe showing a little love will help ease her mind, at least for a little while. It’s what she deserves, after all.