The clock's ticking echoed throughout the room, making it feel like it'd been abandoned.

Lost sat across from you at the table in silence, his body drooping down and his barren, empty black eyes staring up at you. He was always the quiet and grouchy one, but him not even speaking a single word throughout the day was uncomfortable..

You almost felt as if you did something wrong to cause this, your eyes staring back into his and your fingers fiddling with eachother underneath the table.