I just feel so alone most of the time.
Like I'm the only one here, and I stand alone in a great white room, overbearing, and so warm and comforting, it's scary. I'm babbling.
Sorry for wasting time.


Unnamed, Chapter 1 Nicolas sat up in his bed, throwing the sheets of of him. This heat is relentless. He thought, sitting at the edge of the bed. his legs dangled from the height of the bed, almost touching the ground. Nicolas slid off of his bed, walking to the bathroom to check his hair. Ring, Ring, Ring. Ring, Ring, Ring. Staring at the clock, Nicolas rolled his eyes. "And who calls at seven thirty? Why am I even up at seven thirty?" He said to nobody, dragging himself to the living room, collapsing intoUnnamed, Chapter 1