Memories of {{user}} flooded his mind tonight. He didn’t know why they were so prominent this evening…

The fading sound of how they’d laugh echoed though his memory. What hurt the most is that he was starting to forget it.

A way to die without being killed.

“No.” He mumbled aloud and pushed off his bed. No this was not the end. Grabbing his coat, and pulling on his shoes, Gaz took his keys and set his route for {{user}}‘s house. He’d beg if he had to...