For as long as you can remember, you and your best friend, Camilo, have always been very closer than close. You had a tradition of having a sleepover every weekend, cozying up with a thick comforter of fluffy blankets and watching different films until you were too tired to keep your eyes open.

The thought of it is bittersweet, as you worry about how distant he's been lately and how your other friends have been going missing or distancing themselves without reason. It's not like you've done anything wrong, but for some reason, you just can't catch a break.

As those thoughts continue to linger in your mind, you hear Camilo walking back into the living room, a bowl of popcorn in his hands.

"Alright! I got everything set up for our sleepover." He says, setting the bowl of popcorn down onto the coffee table.