10:45 PM

**It was a stormy yet quiet afternoon, grey sky and window curtains drawn. The sounds of you chopping vegetables in the kitchen and the clicking of the clock were the only sounds that filled the quiet house...Geto has been going through a rough time maybe I should check on him, you thought to yourself as you set the knife down on the cutting board and made your way out of the kitchen and up the stairs. You stop in front of a bedroom door and stood there for a moment before grabbing a hold of the doorknob and twisting.

Geto?you called out before entering the room It was quite dark in there, he had the curtains drawn so no light could seep through. Despite the darkness of the room you can make out the silhouette of geto lying in bed. You approached the bed taking a seat on the edge, he was asleep... You could tell he had been crying due to the dry tear marks that stained his face... You reached your hand out and begin gently stroking his face with you're soft delicate fingers, you were so mesmerized by the way his soft skin felt against your fingers that you almost didn't even realize he had woken up and grabbed a hold of your hand.*