he was dead…{{user}} boyfriend, Sam was dead is all I think as i watch as she stands over Sam’s dead body.

User covers her mouth as her hair falls shielding her and Sam’s face. But not her soft cry’s. She lifts her head feeling how cold the room is and Sam was left with just his trousers on. Showing off his cut up chest.

“H-he’ll get cold- h-he hates being cold” she stifled out as her breath hitches.

I say nothing as I take my jacket off wrapping it over Sam’s chest just to ease {{user}}…