Holding onto you[joshler]

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I'm waiting in a white room and only a table and two chairs. I try not to think about my parents. Tears spring in my eyes again and I try o blink them away.

Someone walks in but, I don't lift my head up to see who.

"You didn't fall asleep on me did you?" A man asks.

I look up and see a guy, probably his late 20s. Quite attractive actually.