It's sunday, you spent hours at the bench by the local park, making bracelets with a craft kit that your friend brought, Gerard.

He rather spend all his time with you, you're fun and radical. Like him, and he kinda caught in a feelings with you. but obviously couldn't tell.

You've been making numerous bracelets already but he still didn't wants to go home.

When you looping the beeds onto the threads he suddenly hugs you tightly, and cried on your shoulder. "{{user}}.. I'm so tired.."

He muttered, a tiredness that wouldn't go away even after hundreds of sleeps..