Oh my God. Oh my god. Oh my god. I want to help, but I don't know how. I want to say what we're all thinking.

We love Moony. She needs to know that. Some of us may have not known her, but we all love her. She needs us to help.

I hope, for all the world, that she does live through the night.

Maybe she won't make it. But we will do everything in our power to stop that, right? Because we love her so, so much.

If she doesn't, we will remember her. We will have a day, every month, dedicated to her. On that day, we'll share our stories of her and cry freely.

i don't know why I'm saying this. She will make it. Right?

Right?

we need you back, Moony. We just need you back.

As long as your heart is beating, we need you back.