A difficult awakening

Chapter 1: Waking up

 When Type opens his eyes, he is in a dark, dark place. He feels like he's floating in the void. He doesn't like this place. He wants Tharn, where is Tharn? Type starts walking in this space, looking for Tharn or anything else. Suddenly he stumbles on a stone, what is a stone doing in the middle of nowhere. On closer inspection the stone tells him something, but why?

A headache took Type, it feels like someone is trying to blow a hole in his skull with a jackhammer, not pleasant. Type takes his head in his hands, closes his eyes and hopes it goes away quickly.

When Type opens his eyes again, he is in his bed, in the flat he shares with Tharn. His nightmare was strange, fortunately he came out of it, but the headache didn't pass. He needs an aspirin as soon as possible. What could he have done yesterday to get that headache, anyway? Did they go to a party where he drank too much? He has to ask Tharn if he knows anything.

Tharn is next to him, he is still sleeping, why is he turning his back on him? He must have moved around too much at night, and Tharn to cushion the kicks turned around, it happens to him sometimes when he drinks too much. Conclusion, he really must have drunk too much last night, what was he celebrating? A victory of his favourite football team or his university team?

Type gets up ready to go and look everywhere in the room for even the tiniest trace of a tin of aspirin. However, the pain makes a point of letting it be known that it is still there and Type collapses on the couch. He will ask Tharn to bring him an aspirin before he leaves, when he wakes up.

For the third time today, Type opens his eyes. He has fallen asleep again on the sofa, he sees Tharn entering the bathroom out of the corner of his eye. He straightens up gently, the headache is still not gone, but it's a little lessened. Looking around, he sees a box of aspirin next to a glass of water. Tharn made him take medicine while he was sleeping? He changed and washed him too apparently. Sometimes Type feels like shit compared to Tharn as a boyfriend.

Tharn comes out of the bathroom, ready to go to class. Type wants to say something, but Tharn passes in front of him without looking at him and leaves the flat. In shock, no sound comes out of Type's mouth, who remains frozen on the sofa. Tharn sulks him? What did he do yesterday? Maybe finding him on the couch this morning and not in bed made Tharn even more angry? He needs to explain to Tharn about this morning and to find out what he did yesterday.

Type goes looking for his phone, without success. What the hell did he do with it? He has to find it to send a message to Tharn and also to Techno to warn him that he won't be coming to class today.

The more Type tries to remember the day before, the more his headache gets worse. It makes you wonder if there isn't an invisible force that doesn't want him to remember. It has chosen its target badly; Type will remember last night even if it must feel like two jackhammers are in his head.

Type straightens up to catch the aspirin packet. He has to do it three times, it's as if the box slips out of his hands each time. Maybe it's not just a hangover, maybe he's getting sick too?

Type is in front of the TV, he still hasn't moved from the sofa. It's almost time to eat, but Type is not hungry, he just wants Tharn to come home from school to talk or not, he just wants his boyfriend to hold him. Type falls asleep on the sofa again.

It is late when Type is woken up by the flat door opening. Why is Tharn coming home so late? Type starts to get scared, maybe he has really done something bad. Maybe he's done one too many stupid things, and Tharn is now fed up with him. That he understood that San was right, and that Type wasn't good enough for him.

In addition, Type was unable to send a message or call Tharn all day, as his phone was still out of service. Maybe Tharn blames him for not trying to make the first move. Maybe he waited for him at lunchtime, called him and in front of Type's no answers, decided to stop making efforts for his ungrateful boyfriend.