to robin,

i think steve has fallen into depression.

he won't get out of bed to go to school. he won't eat. he won't shower. he won't sleep. he'll just stare at the wall blankly, never saying a word. i'm trying to help him, robin. i really am. but it's hard when he won't even try to help himself.

i wish you were here. both of us do.

from, nancy.