"Nothing. Since you don't come around very often, why not help Emma?"
"Hey, okay, I'll go now."
I was about to wash my hands when the alarm clock went off.
I pretended to answer the phone and hurriedly ran downstairs.
Emma tried to grab me, but I skillfully dodged her.
"What? Why did you call me now when the situation is so serious?"
After getting downstairs, I quickly drove away.
I didn't stop until I reached my own rented apartment, where I pulled out my phone that was on silent mode.
As expected, it was Scott and Emma asking why I had suddenly left.
"Sorry, a depressed girl tried to commit suicide at the hospital and the director asked me to check on her."
As soon as I sent the message, their messages followed.
"What depression? I think all these mental illnesses are just a bunch of whining. Are you trying to be lazy?"
"How could I? I'm just trying to work hard to get a bonus at the end of the month to buy a computer for Mason."
Hearing that, they forgave me "generously".
"Alright. By the way, Mason will take the SAT next week, you'd better book a hotel for us in advance, and you have to personally pick up him and take him to the test venue."