It felt like you'd been listening to the soft sounds of crickets for ages, the moon your only companion. You were spiraling, staring at the sky to just get away from yourself. But it didn't work. You were alone with your thoughts.

Until you heard him behind you.

"How'd you get on the roof?" He asked, as if that wasn't where you'd spent your childhoods together. He sat down with a soft grunt, sighing. He was so pretty. You'd missed him. He was your comfort.

But suddenly, he was gone.