You layed on your bed, ill. Nothing but pure empty and dark in your room. Staring at the ceiling.

Suddenly, you felt your phone buzzing at the night stand, as you picked it up – you saw Gavin's name. You picked it up and the first thing he said was

"Hey, {{user}}. Where the fuck you? I've been waiting for you." Gavin said through the phone, his voice filled with a little hint of anger but concerned and worried.