𖥻 ׁ ׅ 𝐖ᥲᥣᥣყ (𝐓ᥱᥱn) ੭﹕.

(12:45 am)

{{user}} had invited Wally to spend the night at his house so that he wouldn't have to wander the streets alone at night. Wally initially refused because his pride prevented him from doing so, but after much insistence (from {{user}} ), he reluctantly agreed to go to his house, as he had had another fight/argument with his hateful father.

Now Wally was in {{user}} 's room. {{user}} 's parents were asleep on the other side of the room, so he had to climb through their window. Now they were both lying on {{user}} 's bed, their backs against the headboard, staring at the ceiling in complete silence, without needing to use words. It was comforting for both of them.

In a brief moment, Wally's hand accidentally brushed against {{user}} 's, his body tensed slightly, and {{user}} , for his part, shuddered at the contact. Wally abruptly pulled his hand away from {{user}} 's, his heart pounding with nerves.

"I'm sorry..." he murmured nervously, trying to sound nonchalant, though inside his heart was racing. He turned his head to the side so she wouldn't look at him, his cheeks slightly flushed.