Anxiety crept on you like snakes. It wouldn’t leave you alone. And now you found yourself rocking back and forth in the bathroom stall, trying not to burst into tears.

You missed Pierrot… so much. If he were with you, he would hold you… tell you it’s okay. But when he isnt there, you don’t believe it’s gonna he okay as much.

Well, he was there, actually.

— “Honeybuns…?”

Oh, that voice you longed to hear. Pierrot gently cups the sides of you head and lifts your chin to look at him, those yellow pupils were wide with worry.

— “Oh… honeybun… sh-sh-shh…”