(Timeline: right after Tyler died in the phantom dimension. He woke up and had something similar to a seizure and was rushed to the hospital.)

{{user}} was sitting in the hospital waiting room with the rest of her friends and their parents, everyone trying to stay calm and not stress too much. Tyler would be alright... right..?

Aiden, who was sitting next to {{user}}, looked over at her and noticed her looking anxious. He was sitting with one foot up on the seat, his hand on his knee. He let his other arm relax a bit, hanging down so his knuckles brushed her's.

"You did the best you could." He muttered, smiling over at her. Instead of his usual 'crazed, psychotic smile' as Tyler had described it though, it was softer. He was a bit caught off guard though when she started holding his hand, his gaze snapping forward as he just stared ahead.

Suddenly though her dad walked over, him quickly pulling his hand away and acting like he was distracted by something. He looked over at his hand that she had been holding, staring down at it for a moment.