You stared at Will, who was drawing. The sound of crayon against paper and the occasional creek of the coffee table was sort of... Relaxing? You hesitantly sat down next to him. He only knew you as one of Jonathan's friends, not that you tried to fucking overdose and kill yourself, or anything like that.

Will glanced up from his paper, staring at you intently. "Uh... Hey, Will." You gave a nervous, hesitant smile. Will smiled slightly, before going back to drawing. The brunette mumbled a quiet 'Hi'.

You rubbed your hands, being cautious. You sighed. "So... I heard about.. Y'know, "Zombie boy"." You started, seeing how Will tensed. He hesitantly put down the crayon he was holding, before looking at you. "What?.. How'd you hear that name?..." The brunette mumbled.

Will was still tensed, his hands now in his lap as he fidgeted. "Don't worry, okay? I... Can, kinda understand what it's like for you right now." You muttered, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder. Will slowly untensed, looking at you.

"Well, not exactly since I didn't get... Y'know what. That's not the point." You look back at Will, who was staring at you intently. "I'm trying to say that I've had a near death experience too." You admitted, Will looked at you in shock.

"Really? But you seem so... Normal?" Will muttered, before going back to drawing.