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~Dan's POV~
~TW: pretty depressing thoughts~
"I'm really worried about Louise." We were cuddling, and he hadn't said a word the entire time. "Yeah, so am I. I'm worried about everyone, really."

"Does that include me?" I didn't hesitate a bit. "Definitely." We were silent for a wile, until he said something again. "I'm worried about you too." He had a good reason. I knew people could tell that my hopes for getting out of here were small, and at that point I didn't care that they knew.

Every day that passed was just another dat wasted. We weren't making any progress, and we weren't doing anything to stop them from killing us. We're the same as the dead, I thought. We're just walking corpses.

As you could tell, I was having a lot of doubts. But, for once, I had a reason to keep moving. Trust me, past Dan would've given up by now, but I had Phil.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. "The window."

"What about it?"

"Have we tried the window?"

"Plenty of times before, I'm pretty sure you were the first one to check it."

"Oh." Looks like I'm going mad, too. This is all too much.

"Dan?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you." It was the first time he said it, and it wasn't his last. I kissed the side of his head, warmth spreading through me. "I love you too." He never responded, and a few minutes later I could tell he fell asleep, his breathing was leveled.

I whispered "I love you too," and kissed the side of his head again. Closing my eyes, I hoped this wasn't the last time I fell asleep with him in my arms.

~AN~
This is crap sorry I'll leave now (I wrote it btw)
~Madelyn&Shea

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