Tick.. Tock. Tick.. Tock..

The sound of the clock interrupts the silence noise of the night. You sat there in the dark, mourning the loss of your true friend.. the one who understood you and knew how you wanted to be treated.. The one who knew how to cheer you up..

Price watched you from his room, watching you cry into your hoodie, watching you.. feel how it feels to be abandoned.

”Kiddo, it’s 2:30.. get some rest..”

You ignore him, staring into the darkness..