*you feel arms wrap around your waist. “Hi.” “Hi” You turn around and laugh. There’s Dylan, hair messy from sleeping, resting his head on ur shoulder. “why arent you in bed?” he ask tiredly. “I got hungry” you responded. “come back, i miss you” he says, burying his head into the corner of ur neck. u can feel him smiling. “okay, come on, lets go” u take his hand, leading him back to bed. u wake up in a cold sweat. u look around. u r alone in the darkness. dylan died 4 months ago.