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He sat on.. something though he couldn’t remember what it was. Michael started staring off again, slowly breathing in and out. It’s not like he could do fix anything about what happened 2 days ago so why bother—
“Mike? Oh- wait I’m sorry I must’ve startled you”
Welp, that’s the 5th time he’s been startled today alone. And it was only what? 8 am? Wow. He never knew he’d be awake this early. Wait, how did they enter without him hearing them—
Shit, wait— where did that sound come from again? Who’s voice was that again? God, why is it so hard remembering voices? Fuck. He’s being rude taking this long to answer, but knowing his predicament it’s probably—
“Hey hey.. it’s me- Gill. I’m right here, err I’ve got you”
Gill grabbed Mike’s arm and he turned his head towards him. Hah, Gill, nervous over his words as ever. "Sorry, I zoned out” Mike softly spoke, too tired to find any more words. He couldn’t see him, but he felt Gill frown.
“Ha.. yeah- uhm do you need water? You’ve been zoning out for like 40 minutes”
What?? 40 minutes? He swore he’d only zoned out for 5 minutes or so. Whatever, he was thirsty anyways so why not?
“Water sounds nice”
“Wait- are you sure you’ll be alright all alone? You know.. without your sight..?”
God, he didn’t have to rub that in, yeah he’s almost completely blind but- no- gill wasn’t being rude, calm down. Fuck. He didn’t want to accept it, he’s completely helpless alone now.
“Yeah Gill, I’ll be fine pfft- though when you see Mia, tell her she can have my art supplies, it’s not like I can use those things anymore ha.”
“But you loved drawing! You can’t just give that up! You.. loved.. it-“
“...”
Mike felt himself frown.
Why did he have to be such an idiot?