~ “No time at all, I followed you into the hall, Cigarette daydream; You were only seventeen.” ~

you and Boris had been friends for a while, you knew about his problems, addictions, and family issues; that’s why he would stay at your house a lot, tonight was no different.

you were sitting on your couch watching a movie with some popcorn, you were slightly dozing off until you heard a thud in your room, you ran into your room and saw Boris crawling in through your window.

you sighed and let him stay over as he told you what happened this time, you both sat on the couch watching the movie. He had his head on your lap as you played with his hair as he continued talking about what happened.

“Can I please stay the night?? I really don’t wanna go back home.” he said with tears in his eyes, he was feeling extra anxious tonight and clung to you like a life line