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You cling to the bedsheets over you for warmth. Your bedroom felt cold as the wind blew through the window. You tried to close it, but it wouldn’t close all the way. You’ll have someone look at it tomorrow. Just a few moments ago you awoke from another nightmare; however you had this one before, back when you were a child. You try not to think about it, trying to turn your thoughts to something else, but between the chilly room and the memories that have resurfaced, sleep didn’t come tonight.
--
The next day went as normal; your homeroom, English, math, science, gym, lunch, music, art, and health classes all went smoothly, aside from the occasional thought-drifting sequences in the middle of class, and you were home once again. All alone. AGAIN.
You lie down on the living room sofa and appear to doze for a few moments, before hearing the doorbell ring. You immediately get up, expecting Greece there. You open the door to see him with the text book again. However, at his feet was a small brown cat.
“Hello again, _________,” Greece greets you, “I hope you don’t mind, but one of my cats wanted to come along.”
You smile at the small kitten, “I don’t mind at all,” you say, “I love animals.”
Greece smiles warmly as you lead him in along with the cat. He continues from yesterday where you two left off. However, as the lesson goes on, the two of you begin to actually talk for the first time.
“So, how long have you been living here?” Greece asked.
“Since my parents died…” you say, “My parents died in an accident when I was 8… I’d rather not talk about it.”
“I’m sorry about that,” Greece says, “My mother died when I was young as well. I never even knew who my father was.”
“Really?”
“Yeah…”
“I’m sorry…” you say.
“It’s quite fine,” Greece said, “It’s in the past.”
In the past? How can he just say that?!
“I also have a sister, and I used to have a brother,” you say.
“Used to?” Greece asked, his head cocked to the side.
“I… don’t want to talk about it,” you say before you go further.
“Alright…” Greece says.
You suddenly feel the cat rubbing up against your leg, purring. You pick it up from the floor, place it in your lap and pet its head.
“She seems to like you,” Greece says with a smile.
“What’s her name?” you ask.
“Cyprus.”
“That’s a pretty name.”
The two of you talk for a little while more, before 7:00 arrives once again.
“I have to go… I’ll see you tomorrow?” Greece asks.
“Sure,” you say with a smile.
“Alright,” Greece says. You suddenly feel him hug you. Your face goes a little red from his touch.
He pulls away. “Sorry,” he speaks, “did I startle you?”
“No,” you explain, “I’m just not really used to being hugged like that.”
“Ah. Sorry I made you uncomfortable.”
“It’s alright.”
--
The night, sadly, goes as sleepless as always. Even though you called a repairman to fix the window, he said he wouldn’t be able to come until tomorrow. Great. Another night in a chilly room. You have an extra blanket over you to protect you from the cold, but tonight you also have to deal with the stormy weather. Every time you tried drifting off to sleep, a loud crack of thunder came through the open window. Even with a pillow over your head, the sounds come through.
Life was getting too tiring for you all of a sudden…
--
“_________ _________, WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!!!”
You feel the sharp pain on the top of your head, making your head rocket back up from the desk. You find yourself staring right at your extremely angry math teacher, who was holding a plastic ruler in her fist.
Did you seriously fall asleep in class?! You are so dead!
“I swear ________, one minute you’re not paying attention, the next you’re head’s on the desk and your eyes are closed!” the teacher yells at you in front of the class.
“I-I’m sorry, I-“
“Why don’t you just take your work seriously for once you imbecil!?”
Your eyes were as large as dinner plates; you couldn’t speak, despite how much you tried to. A lump in your throat got in the way of the words.
“IF YOU’RE NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS CLASS SERIOUSLY, JUST LEAVE!!!”
Almost in an instant, you find yourself running out of the classroom, tears in your eyes. You keep running and running, until you find yourself outside.
You fell asleep in class.
YOU FELL ASLEEP IN CLASS.
You were NEVER this much of a slacker, and suddenly you’re sleeping in the middle of your evil teacher’s math class! You KNEW better and you did it anyways!! Your tears are falling freely now as you cried out hysterically. You can’t even stop crying. You’re life feels like a complete wreck. Why didn’t you just end it all when your brother died!?
“_________?” you hear a familiar voice, but you still don’t stop crying. You look up to see Greece running towards you.
“_________, I was looking all over for you!” he says, “What’s wrong?”
“You know what’s wrong; I fell asleep in class!” you sob.
“It’s not that bad; you know she does this all the time-“
“But it’s never happened to me before! I was always the one trying to do my best, and I’ve stooped so far as to do… THAT!”
“_________, you’re not a bad-“
“My life’s a complete wreck!” you screamed, “My sister’s crippled and far away, my brother, parents, and grandfather are all DEAD, my grandmother hardly ever talks to me anymore, my ex cheated on me, I can’t sleep because I’ve been having nightmares since my brother’s funeral… every time my life seemed to get better, it would only get worse!!!”
Greece was silent.
“And now THIS!!” you finish off.
“… Please, stop crying…” Greece says out of concern, “I hate to see you this sad…”
“Easy for YOU to say!” you scream right at him, “Once I start crying, I can’t stop even if I want to!!”
“I see…” Greece says, suddenly getting closer to you.
“H-huh?” you hiccupped, “What are you-“
You’re silenced as he suddenly wraps his arms around you, and pulls your face closer to his in a deep kiss. Your cheeks flush bright red and your heartbeat quickens at this sudden touch. Your body’s still shaking a little, but that quickly dies down.
He pulls away after a little while.
“There,” he whispers, “You stopped.”
He was right. All of a sudden you weren’t crying.
“T… Thank you…” you whisper.
“You’re welcome,” he whispers back.

Description
You cling to the bedsheets over you for warmth. Your bedroom felt cold as the wind blew through the window. You tried to close it, but it wouldn’t close all the way. You’ll have someone look at it tomorrow. Just a few moments ago you awoke from another nightmare; however you had this one before, back when you were a child. You try not to think about it, trying to turn your thoughts to something else, but between the chilly room and the memories that have resurfaced, sleep didn’t come tonight.
--
The next day went as normal; your homeroom, English, math, science, gym, lunch, music, art, and health classes all went smoothly, aside from the occasional thought-drifting sequences in the middle of class, and you were home once again. All alone. AGAIN.
You lie down on the living room sofa and appear to doze for a few moments, before hearing the doorbell ring. You immediately get up, expecting Greece there. You open the door to see him with the text book again. However, at his feet was a small brown cat.
“Hello again, _________,” Greece greets you, “I hope you don’t mind, but one of my cats wanted to come along.”
You smile at the small kitten, “I don’t mind at all,” you say, “I love animals.”
Greece smiles warmly as you lead him in along with the cat. He continues from yesterday where you two left off. However, as the lesson goes on, the two of you begin to actually talk for the first time.
“So, how long have you been living here?” Greece asked.
“Since my parents died…” you say, “My parents died in an accident when I was 8… I’d rather not talk about it.”
“I’m sorry about that,” Greece says, “My mother died when I was young as well. I never even knew who my father was.”
“Really?”
“Yeah…”
“I’m sorry…” you say.
“It’s quite fine,” Greece said, “It’s in the past.”
In the past? How can he just say that?!
“I also have a sister, and I used to have a brother,” you say.
“Used to?” Greece asked, his head cocked to the side.
“I… don’t want to talk about it,” you say before you go further.
“Alright…” Greece says.
You suddenly feel the cat rubbing up against your leg, purring. You pick it up from the floor, place it in your lap and pet its head.
“She seems to like you,” Greece says with a smile.
“What’s her name?” you ask.
“Cyprus.”
“That’s a pretty name.”
The two of you talk for a little while more, before 7:00 arrives once again.
“I have to go… I’ll see you tomorrow?” Greece asks.
“Sure,” you say with a smile.
“Alright,” Greece says. You suddenly feel him hug you. Your face goes a little red from his touch.
He pulls away. “Sorry,” he speaks, “did I startle you?”
“No,” you explain, “I’m just not really used to being hugged like that.”
“Ah. Sorry I made you uncomfortable.”
“It’s alright.”
--
The night, sadly, goes as sleepless as always. Even though you called a repairman to fix the window, he said he wouldn’t be able to come until tomorrow. Great. Another night in a chilly room. You have an extra blanket over you to protect you from the cold, but tonight you also have to deal with the stormy weather. Every time you tried drifting off to sleep, a loud crack of thunder came through the open window. Even with a pillow over your head, the sounds come through.
Life was getting too tiring for you all of a sudden…
--
“_________ _________, WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!!!”
You feel the sharp pain on the top of your head, making your head rocket back up from the desk. You find yourself staring right at your extremely angry math teacher, who was holding a plastic ruler in her fist.
Did you seriously fall asleep in class?! You are so dead!
“I swear ________, one minute you’re not paying attention, the next you’re head’s on the desk and your eyes are closed!” the teacher yells at you in front of the class.
“I-I’m sorry, I-“
“Why don’t you just take your work seriously for once you imbecil!?”
Your eyes were as large as dinner plates; you couldn’t speak, despite how much you tried to. A lump in your throat got in the way of the words.
“IF YOU’RE NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS CLASS SERIOUSLY, JUST LEAVE!!!”
Almost in an instant, you find yourself running out of the classroom, tears in your eyes. You keep running and running, until you find yourself outside.
You fell asleep in class.
YOU FELL ASLEEP IN CLASS.
You were NEVER this much of a slacker, and suddenly you’re sleeping in the middle of your evil teacher’s math class! You KNEW better and you did it anyways!! Your tears are falling freely now as you cried out hysterically. You can’t even stop crying. You’re life feels like a complete wreck. Why didn’t you just end it all when your brother died!?
“_________?” you hear a familiar voice, but you still don’t stop crying. You look up to see Greece running towards you.
“_________, I was looking all over for you!” he says, “What’s wrong?”
“You know what’s wrong; I fell asleep in class!” you sob.
“It’s not that bad; you know she does this all the time-“
“But it’s never happened to me before! I was always the one trying to do my best, and I’ve stooped so far as to do… THAT!”
“_________, you’re not a bad-“
“My life’s a complete wreck!” you screamed, “My sister’s crippled and far away, my brother, parents, and grandfather are all DEAD, my grandmother hardly ever talks to me anymore, my ex cheated on me, I can’t sleep because I’ve been having nightmares since my brother’s funeral… every time my life seemed to get better, it would only get worse!!!”
Greece was silent.
“And now THIS!!” you finish off.
“… Please, stop crying…” Greece says out of concern, “I hate to see you this sad…”
“Easy for YOU to say!” you scream right at him, “Once I start crying, I can’t stop even if I want to!!”
“I see…” Greece says, suddenly getting closer to you.
“H-huh?” you hiccupped, “What are you-“
You’re silenced as he suddenly wraps his arms around you, and pulls your face closer to his in a deep kiss. Your cheeks flush bright red and your heartbeat quickens at this sudden touch. Your body’s still shaking a little, but that quickly dies down.
He pulls away after a little while.
“There,” he whispers, “You stopped.”
He was right. All of a sudden you weren’t crying.
“T… Thank you…” you whisper.
“You’re welcome,” he whispers back.