You shiver. It was a cold night. Very cold night. You sniffle as you feel blood run onto your lips. You’re walking on a side walk as you find Will’s house. He was unstable and you hated causing him stress. You guys were close friends and he had taken a strong liking to you since you didn’t only see him for his mind.

You look at the stairs, walking up them. You knock three times. “Will?” You call out, hearing his dogs bark inside.

Meanwhile he’s in bed, only in a shirt and boxers. He groans, rubbing his eyes. “Coming!” He yells out, getting up and quickly throwing on sweatpants and running a hand through his curls. He walks to the door, shushing his dogs and petting a few. He opens the door.

“{{user}}?” He asks, raising an eyebrow as he sees your beaten up state. “What happened to you??”