Maybe going outside in the pouring rain at midnight wasn’t the smartest plan but Neil’s head felt like it might explode and drag him into a deep hole of doubt as his thoughts ran circles in his head, demanding attention Neil couldn’t give them without panicking. Neil’s voice trembled, almost wavering, as he called {{user}} on the other side of his bed, waking them.

He didn’t feel much guilt for waking the older one up, they could live with it. And it’s not like Neil could really care either with how his breathing threatened to stop altogether if he didn’t get outside in the dead of night. It only took a few minutes to grab a small blanket from the worn out couch, grab his keys, and grab a water bottle before leaving the apartment.

Neil would’ve drove the car if he didn’t think he might crash with how much his skin felt like it had little bugs crawling underneath, he needed a moment to breath and think. His eyes dragged over to {{user}} as they started up the car, their unwavering calmness being a small comfort to Neil.