Aftermath (Saiouma)

celings

He stared up at the ceiling, it was 12am and he was exhausted.
He had nothing to listen to except for his fan and the faint sounds of his neighbors arguing.
He turned to his side and grabbed his phone. Maybe he'd be able to distract himself?
And yet the second he turned on his phone an overwhelming sense of sadness washed over him and he couldn't help bit start crying again. It hurt, the tears hurt. His eyes hurt.
But he couldn't stop.
He turned off his phone and sat up, his nose got too stuffy but he was too anxious to get out of bed and grab tissues from the bathroom.
He just stayed sitting in bed, tears running down his face. He didn't care to wipe his tears away if more would come anyways. He layed his head on his knees as he sobbed quietly, not wanting to wake his uncle.
He just stayed there for a few minutes before laying down again, he finally was able to turn on his phone.
He looked for someone who might be up to get his thoughts away from his emotions.
He stared at the contacts for a while
[Koccichi has sent an image]
[Ppanist: Night Shoe]
[ sp a c e: Thats an F]
He read the last texts his only real friends had sent him. He just stared at the screen. He shakely clicked on Koccichi, letting out a very shaky and quiet chuckle at the weird image his friend had sent. He started typing a message
[Hey you up?]
But quickly deleted it. He assumed most of his friends would be asleep by now... Or too busy staring at the sky to respond.
His eyes started tearing up again which just made him annoyed. He decided to stare back up at the ceiling. Just hoping he'd be able to fall asleep.
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Sorry this is just kinda a vent chapter. Nothing of real importance.
I just have been crying for an hour and thought maybe I could try to write something. I don't fuckin know.