I made my way to her room, two steaming coffees balancing on both of my hands. The one to my left was lightly creamed while the other was just pure black.

Tap! Tap!
The clunks on the wood were soft. I suddenly felt the need to knock a little bit louder. 
She probably hadn't heard me?

"Luna-ssi? it's Amber" I stated, waiting for her door to open.

"... give me a second.." her voice was hollow and quiet, if I didn't know any better I would've thought she was crying.
Was she?

After a few moments and thuds on the floor, the wooden door opened.
With bloodshot eyes, the short haired girl pulled open the door for me, sniffling every so often.
Awkwardly, I entered the room and placed the mugs of hot coffee down a nearby table.

"do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

"it?"she pondered as she quickly wiped off her tears with her palms.

"why you're crying, I mean" I continued  with a concerned tone.

Luna paused for a moment as she gave my statement some thought.
After a few more sniffles she closed her eyes, her decision was made.

"I