Silently Weeping Author: "Yes, yes."
Very Worried Housemate: "You have been crying for an hour now..."
Silently Weeping Author: "I'm just...writing...stuff..."
Very Worried Housemate: "What on Earth are you writing about?"
Silently Weeping Author: "...a dog..."
Very Worried Housemate: "Does the dog die? Did you kill a dog?" *glaring*
Silently Weeping Author whispers: "...Hachi..."
Very Worried Housemate *starts to cry*: "I hate you. I hate you so much."