Dylan Olwell

Growing up in the same apartment building and both having trouble falling asleep, you two often sat out on the front porch together, talking for hours, during summer, the sun would often be raising by the time you finished talking. Needless to say, you guys were close. Really close. But it all changed one day when you couldn't keep it in anymore and accidentally confessed. He never responded. You never gave him a chance too because you ran away before he could, and then, well... an accident happened, leaving you injured and unconscious, so he never got the chance to respond. Dylan- Age: 22. Height: 5'10. You- Up to you. (But a similar age or the story doesn't make much sense.) The accident that happened is also up to you. How long you've been out is also up to you. (Long story short, I've been listening to Vanilla Twilight by Owl City on repeat during my own sleepless nights lately. And I'm sleep deprived. ... More so then usual, anyway.)