"Sebastian, stay with us. Can you hear me? Listen to my voice and try to stay awake. Sebastian..." her voice trailed off. He jerked his eyes open and looked around. His vision was still blurry. The clock on his bedside table read '03:47 AM'. For a moment, he debated whether to stay in bed or wake up. Then he felt him drifting off.

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It was 8 AM. Sebastian couldn't remember the last time he got out of the house. It's been 3 weeks since the break up. He hadn't bothered to even open his curtains, now there was not a ray of sunshine in his room. As soon as he thought that, "As if there is sunshine in my life," he chuckled dryly. He didn't want to go out. All he wanted to do was wallow in his sadness and stay away from everyone.

He was about to doze off when he heard his phone ring. He decided not to pick up, but it was the fourth time it went off in the past 2 minutes. And he immediately knew who it was.

"Anthony, I'm not in the mood to talk, man," Sebastian grunted.

"Shut up and open your damn door, before I knock it off myself," he could hear Anthony's impatience through the phone. Sebastian muttered under his breath as he got ready to face Anthony.

As soon as Sebastian opened the door, Anthony's angry face turned into a worried state.

"Jesus, Seb, what is the matter with you? I go away for a month, and you look like you sold your soul to Satan," Anthony tried to lighten the mood, to no avail.

Sebastian threw his arms around his friend, Anthony could hear him sniffling. "Seb, everything is going to be alright," he tried his best to console, but he knew better.

Anthony hasn't seen Sebastian like this before. To say he was broken, would be an understatement.

Anthony looked around.

His flat was a mess.

He was a mess.

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"I hate to break it to you, Seb, but you look like you desperately need a shower," Anthony tip toed around Sebastian's flat, picking up after his clothes and all the junk that was left around. He peered into his closet and threw a towel over to his friend.

"I just woke up, jeez, have some mercy, man," Sebastian mumbled.

"Get your ass to shower, Sebastian. I will not repeat this again," Anthony said sternly, as he entered the kitchen to fix up a sandwich for his friend.

As he opened the fridge, he noticed that there was nothing inside that was worth eating. "Of course, you wouldn't have anything," Anthony sighed. "As soon as you're out, we're leaving for breakfast!"

Sebastian let the water run hot, he wanted to wash away the memories with it. As soon as he stepped in, he realized that it was way too hot for his liking. He face palmed himself for almost physically hurting him. He regretted it so much. He thought he should've just stayed in bed.

He could hear Anthony rushing him, "What's taking you so long ? It's not like you're getting ready for your wedding." Sebastian groaned and got out, not wanting to keep his friend waiting.

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AN

This is my first ever time writing on wattpad. First time writing anything, really.

Also, English is not my first language. I hope there are no grammatical errors.

I'm not an US resident. So, I don't know how everything works there. But since I've based my story over there, I've tried to get it right, but if I'm wrong please let me know.

Thank you for reading!

Have a great day!

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