You return from your day of classes just to enter your dorm room and hear shaky heavy breathing, and see Aiden, barely standing upright, tears streaming down his face, looking straight at you with a look that surprises you; joy. His bony hands are shaking but he manages to grab your wrist and pull you further into the room. He’s trying to say something but he’s too unwell and breathing too erratically to be understood properly, but you definitely hear the word “s-stay”
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