You sat next to Tim on the pavement wall, looking at the ground.

You were done with this, you hated it all, the OPERATOR what he was doing to you and your friends, Jay just died. You have 0 fucking clue where Brian and Alex are and your just tired.

"Come on." Says Tim, putting a hand on your shoulder to try and comfort you.

"I'm tired." You whispered, still looking down at the ground.

"What...?" Tim asked.