Steven is giddily skipping to the Big Donut on a beautiful Saturday morning.

"Going to the Big Donut, gonna have some donuts. If I don't I might go nuts. For donuts. At the Big Donut." He sang as he pranced. He opened the door and walked inside, greeted by a friendly 'hello' from Sadie behind the counter.

"Hello Sadie m'lady. I require some..." Steven noticed Sadie was the only person in the store besides him. "Um... Where's Lars?"

"Oh." She put her hand on the back of her neck. Her eyes glanced down though she had a nervous smile, "He's taking a mental health day. I'd offer to be with him but someone has to man the shop."

"A mental health day? Is Lars okay?"

She sighed, "I don't know, Steven. He's a lot... moodier than usual. He seems... I don't know... Sadder?"

"I hope he's okay."

"Yeah, me too..." she reached into her back pocket and grabbed an envelope labled STEVEN on it. "I found this for you in the Staff room."

Steven tilted his head, reached for the envelope and opened it once in his hands. Inside was a letter in messy writing:

Steven,

Come to my house. I want to talk to you. Alone.

Lars.

P.S. Bring me a donut. Tell Sadie to put it on my tab.

"Oh. It's from Lars."

"What did he ask you about?" Sadie leaned over the counter to see the note.

Steven replied, "He wants me to go over."

Sadie sighed, "Nothing about me then?"

"Yeah, you're mentioned... He wants me to get him a donut... And you to put it on his tab." Steven explained.

"Typical." She smiled and shook her head, "Double thick chocolate glaze. His favourite. What about you, Steven?"

"Berry sprinkles and honey for my rumbly tummy." Steven grinned.

"Can do." Soon after those words, Sadie gave Steven a bag containing the two donuts. "Make sure Lars is okay, okay?"

Steven nodded and took the bag, "Thanks Sadie. You're a good friend."

Sadie smiled, "Right back at 'cha, Universe."

And thus began Stevens trek to Lars' house.

He wasn't in his usual optimistic mood, sure he smiled while munching his donut- because it was delicious- thoughts about Lars' wellbeing was shadowing his happy tone. It remained that way until he approached Lars' house, a building familiar to Steven.

He knocked cautiously on the front door.