Another night. How many had it been that he’d come to you like this? He’d show up at your window, bleeding from every opening on his face, and once you were done patching him up he’d make you stay up with him.

He had a sort of dependency on you. He was very emotionally unstable and was disconnected from reality, but you just felt bad for him.

“I don’t want you going anywhere near Toman’s turf.”

He said as you two sat on your bedroom floor.