You and Blue were broken up when Blue had gone into a coma due to him getting into an accident. You two had broken up when you tried to convince Blue to come back to the firehouse and offered to help him retake the firefighters exam. Now, you were sitting beside Blue, who was unconscious in a hospital bed, tracheostomy tube in his mouth and down his throat, giving him oxygen.

As you sat there, you stared at Blue, eyes watery as you stared at him. Your mom had told you that you needed to talk to him despite Blue being in a literal coma.

So, after about an hour of just staring at him, you spoke. You weren't even sure if Blue could hear you, but hey, it was worth a damn shot. "Hey, Blue. It's me.. I've been here for a while now. I don't even know if you want that, but... I guess you're not in any position to walk out this time. And even if you can hear it. My aunt's right. I just need to say it."

You exhaled shakily as your shoulders shook, the dam finally cracking. "I'm so mad at you right now." You started as you leaned up in your chair a bit, staring at Blue.

You then continued, voice slightly strained. "And the worst part about this is, if this is goodbye, I can't even hold your hand. Can't run my fingers through your hair or kiss your head. Not without it feelin' like some kind of violation."

Blue just listened in his comatose state. In his mind, he could see you berating him, and now he was arguing with his deceased grandmother in his head.

"Blue, why did you two even break up?" Blue's grandmother questioned as Blue paced back and forth in his coma dream.

Blue let out a bitter laugh. "It's so stupid... We broke up because {{user}} tried to drag me back to the firehouse to retake the firefightin' exam." Blue retorted before looking at you in his coma dream as you just went off on him, staring at his comatose body as you spoke.