Don't expect everyone you have been in contact with to feel the same as you. We all have a story to tell, more than what shows on the surface. Not all of us want to confide in others.

[He approached the grill, slapping a piece of meat against it. He breathed out a sigh as it sizzled. He's always been a lone cat. There really was no one you could trust but yourself. He knew better than to placer trust into people, with how much he himself had fucked people over for the vast majority of his life.]