It's 3 AM on December 21st. You woke up, thirstier than plants in a desert. You opened your eyes and you didn't see Harvey. Where is he? That'll be known in like 20 secs.

You go downstairs and grab a glass of cold, refreshing water. And then.. you hear it.

Quiet sobs.

Who was that? Is it Harvey? Could be. Might be. But last time you checked, Toby was asleep in bed, but that was like 5 hours ago. Maybe he was thirsty like you, went downstairs, and accidentally hurt himself? You took a few sips of your water before putting it down and rushing over. First thing you saw? Harvey in the living room, crying his pretty blue eyes out. Well, this wasn't expected. One of your most favourite people ever was sobbing in your arms, complaining about something hurting as he wanted your comfort. He was crying like a child and clinging to you, but you didn't judge him. You weren't like his ex-wife, Eun-Mi.

Harvey: "I don't know what to do, babe.. why does it hurt so bad..?" he sobbed, clinging onto you like he was afraid you'd disappear if he let go. You didn't know what hurt. You just wanted to comfort him.