She jokes around with her friends, makes some funny comments.
Turning around, she walks straight ahead, a blank expression on her face.
She shuffles her feet, wonders why they feel so heavy.
Realising that she's moping around yet again, she shakes her head and takes a deep breath,
hoping that the stone in her chest will go away with the next exhale.
But it does not, and nothing's changed.
She smiles ruefully and continues walking ahead.
And no, she's not okay.