Nikolai sighed dramatically as he lay on his bed. He stretched his arms out, yawning as he did. He then jumped up off of his bed, held his arms up and twisted his body, his back cracking when he did. Next to his bed was a crappy drawing of Fyodor with “Fedya” written above it with an arrow pointing to the person. After stretching, he laid back down and stared at the drawing. “I miss you, Dos-kun…” He whispered.