"7:15, that's our time."

SEQUEL TO DARK! DISCLAIMER: I am not the original writer if this story. All credit goes to Hannah. The original writer, please do not think I am stealing her work when I am not. She does not have wattpad so I just post it in here from her tumblr for people to read it. One again. ALL credit is given to Hannah.

in.sane inˈsān/ adjective in a state of mind that prevents normal perception, behavior, or social interaction; seriously mentally ill.

"Days, weeks, months go by Hayley and I'm missing my freedom so much. Everyone is living there lives while...while I'm stuck here wasting mine.." Hayley and Cody seemed utterly intoxicated by each other. Even from far away, everyone could see it. They were drunk. Not by a beverage. By each other. Everyone saw the way they laughed, the way they tried to sneak glances. They both couldn't keep their eyes off the other, even though they both knew that the other was looking. They where so wasted. The subtle excitement when they finally got to see each other never went unnoticed like they wished. Everyone could see it clearly. They found each other utterly intoxicating. And they kept getting drunk, because they where both an addiction that they failed to withstand.