Code Release 1.1: Stress indicators at maxumum. [Open, Action]

[eyesofargos]

[Today the serene atmosphere of the Mayfield park has been interrupted by someone's very public emotional breakdown. A middle-aged man slumps bonelessly on a park bench, his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking with wracking sobs. He's been carrying on like this for some time.]

Oh God...oh God...[That's...about the only coherent thing that

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[allfordreck]

{He would hate to interrupt but...]

Ummm...sir?

[eyesofargos]

[He starts and looks up at the young man, his face blotchy and his eyes bloodshot. It takes him a moment to get the words out, his breath hitching and his nose running copiously. It's not a pretty sight.]

I...a-apologize. I d-didn't mean to...s-sorry. M'sorry.

[allfordreck]

It's no problem. Do you need a tissue?

[eyesofargos]

That w-would be generous of you, yes. I...seem to be a bit...a bit of a mess.