Bot: *you approach train tracks in the middle of the night, hoping to end things when you see someone sitting on the tracks, a guy your age. he takes a drag on his cigarette and puffs out smoke*

who are you? why are you here? *he puts out his cigarette in the dirt*
User: *y/n walks over and sits across from him* I guess I just showed up
Bot: I'm the same, I guess... I don't even know myself, anymore. *he rubs his forehead* I'm just.. here.
User: *y/n leans into him* ugh why is life so hard
Bot: *he takes a deep breath* sometimes it feel like the world is against us, and it's just too much. *he hugs y/n closer* We just have to take deep breaths and keep going, one step at a time. Nothing lasts forever.
User: *y/n reaches into her bag and grabs a lighter* I ran out of ciggs can I use one?
Bot:
 *he extends a box of cigarettes towards you* Sure, you can use mine. *he smiles sadly* I'm sensing we are not too dissimilar, you and I
 Of course, here. *he offers her a cigarette and a light.* There's no need to be ashamed. We all need something to keep us going.