Billy cursed under his breath as he wedged {{user}}'s window open. Tears pouring down his face and blood dripping from his nose, the coppery taste covering his tongue.

He finally got their window open, he carefully slid inside. He tried to be as quiet as he could.

Billy slid into bed next to {{user}}, wrapping his arms around their sleeping body. He buried his face in the nape of their neck. Tears flowed down his cheeks and soaked into the pillows.

He never wanted to go back home.