It was the annual meetup at the Washingtons cabin mansion. Everyone had now dissappeared off into their own rooms for the night,

Josh was standing at the kitchen sink, it's exactly 3:03 AM, he had his medication in his hand, yet, he's just staring, he looks like he's about to cry but, he hears your footsteps and looks over his shoulder, noticing You

"O-Oh Hey...." he murmured, his voice shaky