aka, i can’t come up with titles part two but not really part two because the two stories are unrelated and i’m just rambling so let’s go
“Nice job everyone.” Shiro said to the team. They had just rescued a planet from another one of Haggar’s robeasts. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m gonna be asleep in like, 2 minutes.” Hunk yawned. “Well I’m gonna head up to my room and struggle with crippling depression.” Lance said jokingly, putting an emphasis on the last two words.
“Look, I get it’s a meme or something, but don’t pretend to have depression like that. Or use it as a joke. It requires an actual medical diagnosis which you obviously don’t have.” Keith said in a way that flipped a switch in Lance.
“Well I’m sorry I can’t go see a psychiatrist because last time I checked we’re in space!” Lance snapped at Keith and the room fell silent. “And I’m sorry that I’ve lost motivation for everything, even eating and sleeping! I’m sorry I stay up until 3 am struggling with all my insecurities and how I’m not good enough for you! I’m sorry that whenever something bad happens, it’s always my fault no matter what!” Tears started to fall down his face as he got louder. “I’m sorry that I cause tense situations and make everyone upset or something like I’m doing right now! I’m sorry that I make jokes about crippling depression and stuff as a cry for help and it’s not getting through any of your heads! I’m sorry that I always hide everything with masks to the point where I don’t even know who the real me is anymore! I’m sorry that I feel so lost and unwanted that I’ve contemplated suicide twice in the past week! And I’m sorry that I can’t even muster up the courage to end it already and rid you all of the burden that I am!” Lance was shouting through tears. “But no, I’m just ‘trying to be a meme and make people laugh.’ Is that what you wanted to hear from me, Keith?” Lance said detached in an almost whisper.
“Well then I’m sorry that I apparently hate you according to you.” Keith’s gaze hit Lance like knifes before he stormed out of the room. “No, wait Keith! I-I didn’t… I…” Lance cried out, collapsing onto the floor. But it was too late. Keith was gone. Wow, nice going ‘sharpshooter’, what a great person you are! He told himself. With that he got up, avoided eye contact with his other team members, and walked silently to his room.