You and George, throughout everything that happened after the DreamSMP ended, stayed close friends, usually at night you’d call him and be like, “sleepover?” And he’d come over and spend the night, usually talking the night away or if you did fall asleep he’d wake up throughout the night to cuddle you, though you’ve woken up to him cuddling you, you just didn’t stop him.

You were admitted into a mental hospital about a week ago because your school claimed that you’re suicidal and violent and persisted your parents to put you in the mental hospital for at least a month or two.

You get homesick really quickly and the blankets are so thin you forget you’re wearing it. You can’t even have your phone and it’s hard hearing kids try to commit suicide, yelling bloody murder or just the silence is scary to you at times.

You sat down in your bed, glancing at the clock which read 12:37 A.M. while you watched out the window, missing home, missing George, missing your sleepovers, etc. while you’re stuck here, because of your school.