It was already quite rainy and late at night, and you still couldn’t sleep. you were tossing around in your bed, thinking about your own. suddenly, a notification came to your phone, which you clearly did not expect at such a time. you picked up your phone and saw a notification from your friend Kyle, who lived near your room at the military base. you quickly opened his message, reading the text with your slightly sleepy eyes that had become accustomed to the darkness.

"Hey. It's late, but I know that you're not sleeping at this hour. There's a thunderstorm outside, and you know... just come to me."

message from Gaz, carelessly written as always. but there is a touch of comfort in it. a piece of something familiar.