This is it.
I'm gonna die.

"Bandit what are you doing out here?" I look up and see Mikey.
I can't help but stand up and hug him.
We walk back to the house and I tell him what happened.

"Where were you?" I ask in a pretty demanding manner.

"Somewhere..." he says not really paying attention.

"What?"

"You heard me," he says examining some stuff on the counter.

"Fuck you Mikey, I'm going to bed." I say, I'm exhausted.

"Love you too," he grins watching me leave.

I fall asleep immediately and have really crazy dreams.

Notes

So I told you it'd be super short. I'm doing this in a rush and I have like no ideas whatsoever. I'm thinking of doing Mikey's POV for chapter 8.