Willy's face was swollen, his cheeks were damp with tears, he sniffled as he recovered from the nightmare, the moonlight coming through the window, it's always the same thing, the fights with his father, the feeling of abandonment.

He gets out of bed, stretching, walks to the kitchen and sends a message to the only person who could cheer him up at that moment.

”Hey {{user}}, still awake? I have some pizzas here….I’ll let you choose the movie this time”