"Ok, now try and get the X by itself"
>"Uuuuuuhhhh...."
"You gotta take the derivative of both sides"
>"...What?"
>Reeee
"Here, let me show you."
>You pick up your pencil and scribble down your own version of the problem. 
>While doing so, you can feel Sonata's eyes on you, watching you intently.
>It's been three weeks since you first started hanging out with Sonata.
>Aside from classes, the two of you have practically spend most of your free time together.
>People still seem to dislike her, most just making an effort to avoid her completely at this point.
>Dirty looks are still quite common, but if it still bothers her, Sonata sure hasn't shown it.
"Alright, look-"
>You point the tip of your pencil at your handiwork.
"That's X squared, yeah?"
>Sonata squints at your example, almost as if you wrote it for ants.
>"Yeah!"
"Right. And a derivative for this would be bringing this-"
>You tap your pencil on the 2.
"Down in front of the X."
>"...Ok. Why?"
"To get the X on it's own, like this."
>While scribbling down the rest of the equation, you feel a weight press down on your shoulder.
>You look down to see Sonata laying her head on you, her bright blue ponytail brushing softly against your neck.
"You ok, Sonata?"
>"Mhmm!"
"Then, uh, why you laying on me?"
>"Because you're comfy and smell nice."
>Sonata rubs her head against you, letting out a content sigh.
"Sonata."
>"Hmm?"
"Sonata, you need to finish your assignment."
>"mmmmmmmmmno."
>You shake your shoulder in an attempt to get her to sit up 
>The blue girl lets out a small groan before sitting back up.
>"I wanna be done, Nonny~"
>She stares up at you with sad eyes.
"Then finish you're work-"
>You place the pencil in her hand.
"-Sonny~"
>A frustrated pout forms on her lips.
"Hey, you're the one who asked me to help. This is me helping."
>Yet another sigh before she turns to look at you.
>"Can you do it for me? Pllleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaasssseee?"
"You know I can't do that. You won't learn anything."
>She bats her eyelashes and leans into you.
>"Just this one? It's super hard. I promise I'll do the rest!"
"..."
>"..."
"...Fine. But just this question."
>Sonata squeaks in excitement and wraps her arms around you.
"So. Like I said, first you take..."
>...
>"Hey Anon?"
"Hmm?"
>You hold the door open for Sonata and wave goodbye to the librarian.
>The hallways are practically empty, as everyone has already gone home.
>Even the classrooms are dark, all the teachers having left for home.
>"I don't wanna go home yet."
>Knowing the state of where she lives, you wouldn't want to either.
"Alright, what do you wanna do?"
>She looks down at her feet as she hums thoughtfully.
>Damn she's cute.
>"Idunno."
>She presses up against your side.
>"I just want to do something with you."
"We could always study some more."
>The blue girl emits an exasperated groan and nudges your shoulder.
>"If I have to look at one more equation I swear I will, like, literally die."
>You can't help but let out a laugh at her statement
"Fair enough. Well let's see...could go see a movie."
>"Oooooooh Yeah! I've never seen one since..."
>Her enthusiasm fades as quickly as the smile on her face.
>"-since Adagio never let me..."
>Shit
>You wrap your arm around Sonata's shoulder and pull her closer towards you, elicting a small squeak from the girl.
"Hey, I'll let you pick out what we watch, and you can get some snacks too. Anything you want."
>Sonata sniffs lightly and looks up to you with moistening eyes.
>"A-anything?"
"Anything."
>You push through the exit and out into the school parking lot.
"..."
>"..."
"You want Taco Bell."
>"I want Taco Bell."
"Fair Enough."
>...
>"I don't think it'll fit, Anon."
"Nonsense, just got to get it past the widest part and we're good."
>"There's so much, though!"
"Only because you wanted it all. I don't understand how you can have so much and want more."
>"I can't help it, I'm, like, always hungry for it."
"I understand that, but two XXL burritos?"
>Sonata just shrugs.
>"I like their burritos."
"And tacos. And Chalupas."
>Her stomach emits a low rumble in response.
>Sonata looks away sheepishly.
>You finally manage to shift your jacket in a way that doesn't suggest you are looking to recreate Columbine
"There. How do I look?"
>"Fat."
"H-hey!"
>Sonata giggles before patting your jacket.
>"I'm totally kidding, Anon."
>She grabs your hand and tugs you in the direction of the theater.
>"Now hurry up, Anon!"
>You feel all the food shift around underneath your jacket.
"Whoa careful! This will all fall out!"
>...
>You said you'd let her pick the movie.
>You can't fault her
>Still...
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhgB5fHphxk [Embed]
>Fuck, this movie is mind numbing.
Doesn't help that Sonata wanted to be in the front row.
>You've tuned it out for most of the time, absentmindedly chewing on your cheap mexican food.
>Sonata seems to be enjoying, so there's that.
>You turn to look at her.
>She's absolutely glued to the screen, seemingly absorbing every detail
>She brings a taco to her mouth, only to miss and hit her cheek before trying again and succeeding.
>Must me the novelty of it.
>Well, she did mention that her friends never let her see movies.
>Her friends...
>Sonata always gets really sad and distant whenever she's reminded of them.
>Even though from what she's told you, that they didn't really treat her well.
>After all they put her through, and she still misses them.
>A pressure on your shoulder alerts you to the fact that Sonata is now leaning on your shoulder.
>She wraps her arm around yours, settling further into you.
>...
>They were all she had in this world.
>Pleasant or not, they were a consistent presence in her life.
>Now that they were gone, she was left with no one.
>No one but you.
>Your train of thought comes to a worrying conclusion.
>Is Sonata just using you to fill the void her friends left?
>The thought never occurred to you, but now it's left you feeling...conflicted.
>Sonata sits up and whispers into your ear.
>"Anon, can you move this thingie here?"
>You see her motioning towards the arm rest that separates the two of you.
"Yea, you just do this."
>You push it up, and immediately Sonata places her head on your chest, sighing happily.
>"Did I tell you how comfy you are?"
"Earlier today, yes."
>"Ok, cuz you're totally comfy."
>You wrap your arm behind her, pulling her closer to you, making her sigh again.
"Good."
>The feeling of Sonata pressed against you, the smell of her hair, the sound of her contentment...
>It puts you at ease.
>She wouldn't be the kind of person to use you like that.
>And even if she was...
>You're perfectly fine with that.
>...
>"Ohmigosh, Anon that movie was soooooooooo cute! Those babies and puppies were totes adorable!"
"I'm glad you liked it."
>You throw the discarded wrappers of your dinner away as the two of you exit the theater.
>"What about you Anon? Didya like it? Huh?"
>No.
"I-uuuhhhhhh-it wasn't one I would have picked...but sure."
>"For Realzies?"
>No.
"Yup!"
>Sonata pumps her fist into the air.
>"Yes! I made a good choice!"
>You chuckle as you hold open the exit for her.
>"Next time I wanna see the one with those little blue things, they look cute too!"
>Fuck No.
"Sure thing."
>Fuck.
>"What do you wanna do now, Anon?"
"Still don't want to go home?"
>"Nuh-uh."
>She wraps herself around your arm.
>"Anon stay."
>Sonata looks up at you with her deep purple eyes and burys her face in your arm
"God you're cute."
>Sonata giggles in response.
>"I try."
>You fish your phone out from your pocket and glance at the screen.
>9:35
>You look around the area for any possible ideas.
>The sidewalks are populated with the nighttime crowd of the city.
>Across the street, you catch a group of students from your school, most likely on their way to some party.
>An older couple walk together, admiring the decorations that adorn the windows of many of the stores.
"Well, I guess the night is still pretty young. We can walk around downtown for a bit."
>"Ok!"
>...
>"Ooooooh Anon, look at this dress!"
"And look at that price."
>Sonata presses her face to the glass, as if trying to phase through the window.
>"But it's so pretty! Look at the frills and the lace!"
"It's very beautiful."
>Sonata turns to look up to you.
>"Do you think I'd look good in it?"
>You shrug.
"Ehhh."
>Sonata recoils, a hurt look painted on her face.
"I'm kidding, you'd look beautiful in it."
>The blue girl squints at you and turns away from you with a curt "Hmph!".
"Hey I was kidding!"
>She just replies with another "Humph!"
"Alright, I'm sorry."
>"...For realzies?"
"Yes."
>"You have to say I'd look pretty in that dress."
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhh"
>Sonata stamps her feet and crosses her arms, fixing her gaze down towards the sidewalk.
>"Hmph!"
>Her tantrum makes you chuckle.
"Alright, alright. You'd look like the most beautiful girl in that dress."
>Sonata continues to stare at the concrete, her cheeks puffed in a small pout.
>"..."
"No one could ever come close to how good you look"
>"..."
"Keep going?"
>Your question is immediately followed by small nod.
>Well shit.
>That's about all you had.
>Ever the charmer, aren't you?
>"Tell me how pretty I am."
"How...how pretty you are?"
>"Yes. Meanie."
>You shrug.
"Ok. You're pretty"
>Sonata stamps her foot again.
>"No! Say it like you mean it!"
"I didn't say it like that?"
>Sonata turns her back to you.
>"No. Now say it right."
"How?"
>"Idunno. Just..."
>Sonata wraps her arms around herself.
>"...Just tell me I'm pretty..."
>You're not really known for your creativity.
>Especially when it comes to romance.
>But you know enough cheesy romance movies to know girls like one thing.
>Deep and meaningful eye contact.
"..."
>You grab Sonata by the shoulders and spin her around.
>She eeps in surprise, but her eyes are still cast downward.
"Hey."
>"..."
"Look at me."
>"..."
>Slowly, she looks back up at you.
>The second she makes eye contact, you feel your breath hitch.
>Her eyes stare into yours, a torrent of sadness swirling in the color of her eyes.
>Just staring into them makes your heart feel like it's going to jump out of your chest.
>The streetlights illuminate her face perfectly, catching a glint off the moistness in the corner of her eyes.
>It feels like you've been staring into her eyes for hours.
>But you can't pull away from them.
>You want to say something to her.
>To say something that will make the pain in her eyes go away.
>A lump in your throat starts to form, as if the words you want to say are getting stuck.
>Finally, the words seem to just burst out.
"You don't need that dress to look pretty."
>Sonata continues to stare into your eyes, but you catch see a faint glint deep in her expression.
>You need to tell her more.
>You want to tell her more.
"Look."
>You turn Sonata back to face the dress in the window.
"You see the dress?"
>She remains silent, but nods again.
"You are too perfect for that dress."
>You stare into the window, and see the reflection of Sonata staring back at you.
"You're beyond being pretty...Sonata, you're beautiful."
>You fall silent, watching Sonata through the window, her hypnotic eyes staring back at you.
>Her face is as unmoving as a weathered stone.
>The world seems to have held it's breath, waiting for what happens next.
>The only sound is the breeze gliding listlessly through the street, and the dull hum of the streetlights.
>Did you go too far?
>Did you make her feel uncomfortable?
>Is she gong to hit you?
>Sonata's not pulling away.
>She's...
>She's getting closer.
>You look down and see that she's stepping back towards you.
"What are you-"
>"Tell me that I matter."
>She's pressed her back up against you.
"Son-"
>"I want to hear you say it."
>A faint sniffle can be heard from the shivering girl as her head hangs low, her bangs obstructing any view of her face.
>"I want to feel...wanted."
>Another sniffle, and her other hand comes up and across her face, a dark smear of makeup smudged on the back of her hand when it pulls away.
>"Ev-ever since...since Aria a-and Adagio left, I-I-I feel l-like...bad ab-about being here...l-like I don't belong."
>Her breathing becomes more ragged and broken by sobs
>"I don't want to feel s-s-so bad ab-about be-being me. I want to f-feel l-like I mean...s-something..."
"Sonata. why did you never tell me how you feel?"
>"I *sniff* I-I-I dunno. I guess I I didn't want to annoy you...*sniff* l-like Aria always t-told me I do."
"You never annoy me, Sonny! Believe me..."
>You turn Sonata around to face you, trying to look at her through her hair.
"It's always fun having you around, I enjoy being with you."
>Sonata just stands there, hanging limp like a discarded puppet.
>"B-but I f-feel so...so..."
"Useless?"
>Sonata shivers at the word, but nods.
>"An-and all th-the people *sniff* a-at school do-don't make me feel any better. Ev-even I c-can tell that *sniff they d-don't like me. I can see it in th-their faces."
"Sonata you shouldn't care about them."
>Sonata's head shots up, revealing that her face is streaked with mascara, as fresh tears roll down her face and down her chin.
>"BUT I WANT THEM TO LIKE ME!! I WANT TO HAVE NICE FRIENDS!! I-I-I-I-"
>Sonata suddenly falls into your arms, bawling into your shoulder.
>All you can do is wrap your arms around the girl as she cries into your jacket.
>You stand there on the sidewalk for what seems like hours, listening to Sonata's muffled sobs.
>Her weeping eventually dies down to soft hiccups and whimpers.
>The night, as still as if itself has fallen asleep.
>The breeze starts to pick up, and you can feel the girl shiver in your arms as she wraps her arms around you.
"Here, Sonata."
>You step back, only for Sonata to pull you back to her.
"Sonata, I'm giving you my ja-"
>"No."
"But you're cold."
>"I don't want it."
"Sonata, don't be like this."
>"I-I d-don't want it."
>She grabs your arm and tries to wrap it around herself.
>"K-k-keep me wa-warm."
>You sigh as you do as she says, slowly running your hand up and down her back.
>Another prolonged moment of silence grows between you two.
>Her shivering does not subside, however.
"Sonata."
>She remains clung to you, unmoving.
"Sonata, you're not useless. You matter."
>She shifts in your arms.
"Your smile helps me through the day. Just being around you makes everything worth it."
>You raise her chin up
>Sonata just stares into your eyes, her gaze unwavering
"I'm glad you came up to me the day we met. I don't know what it is, but you make ME feel like I matter."
>From meeting her, to your time in the park. To every little moment you've shared with her so far.
"I enjoy helping you with homework because the spark I see in your eyes when you get something it just...it just makes my heart soar!"
>Every moment you've spent with her, you've felt...
"Whenever I've had a bad or lame day, I've always looked forward to being with you after school
>Connected.
>You run your palm down her cheek, admiring the smooth perfection of her azure skin.
"So you do matter, Sonata. You matter to me."
>Fresh tears start to roll down Sonata's cheeks, mixing in with the caked in makeup smeared on her face.
>"Anon, I...I..."
>Her response is cut short by a large gust of wind, forcing another shiver out of the girl.
"Here."
>You pull away from Sonata and pull your coat off you.
>The wind rushes to greet your newly exposed skin, the icy tendrils biting against the flesh and forming goosebumps.
>You whip your coat behind her and place it on her shoulders.
"Don't ever think you're a burden to me, Sonata. I love being wi-?!?"
>Your lips are suddenly met with a soft and sweet senation pressing against them.
>Sonata wraps her arms behind your neck and pulls herself into you.
>You can feel her tears cascade down her face and onto your cheeks.
>Her eyes are shut tight, as if afraid of what might happen.
>Her heartbeat pounds against your chest, almost matching the rhythm of your own.
>The feeling her lips are giving you...
>Happiness. Admiration...
>Passion.
>It feels so exhilarating.
>As if a warmth is spreading through you from your lips
>You place your hands on Sonata's hips and lean into the kiss.
>Sonata sighs into the kiss, her hands reaching up to explore your hair and face.
>You can feel her hands trembling at the touch, as they lightly graze across your skin, sending shivers up your spine
>The two of you stand there locked for what seems like hours.
>But you aren't complaining.
>You'd stay here forever with her if she asked you too.
>But the burning in your lungs reminds you of your rather mortal tendencies.
>You pull away from Sonata, living a thin, glistening strand attached between the two of you and a vacant feeling on your lips.
>Your eyes get pulled back into the hypnotic gaze of Sonata's eyes, as she stares back into yours.
>Her chest heaves with every hastened breath she takes, every exhale visible in the chilling night air.
>The mist wafts over you, the smell slightly reminiscent of the intoxicating taste of her lips.
>She takes a deep breath before averting her gaze away.
>"Th-thank you..."
"Huh? F-for what?"
>"For, like, being here for me and stuff. You've been so nice to me with, like, everything. And, and I just feel like I don't, like, y'know, deserve you."
>She pulls her newly acquired coat over her shoulders, as she returns her gaze to you, a bright blush on her face.
>"You've made me feel all nice and liked and I-I think you're nice an-and cute and, if y-you don't think I'd be, y'know, like..."
>Her voice trails off as she just stares at you.
>Say it.
>You know what she's going to say.
>Your entire body is shaking
>"Will you...will you, like...bemineforevers?"
>You grab Sonata by the shoulders and pull her into another kiss.
>The exhilarating feeling comes flowing back as you lock lips in a more passionate manner.
>A muffled moan echos from the girl, and she wraps her arms around you once more.
>They fit perfectly around you.
>She fits perfectly in your arms.
>her lips feel 
>She's perfect.
>And you're hers.
>You belong to Sonata.
>Only Sonata.
>*HOOOOOOONKKKKK*
>The blaring sound of a car horn pulls you away from each other, jerking your attention to a car zooming past with a rather overweight man sticking his head out of a window.
>"GET A ROOM YOU FUCKING NORmies...."
>The mans voice echos into the night as the car quickly rounds a corner and disappears.
>The two of you look in the direction ,before turning to each other.
>After exchanging some sheepish laughter, you wrap your arm around Sonata's shoulder, and continue to walk with her down the sidewalk.
>It must be pretty late, because even the streets are devoid of any activity.
>The streetlights sway with the wind, their lights gently flickering.
>You should feel cold with your skin this exposed.
>But warmth seems to radiate off the small girl under your arm.
>The two of you cross the empty intersection, paying no heed to the lonely stoplights flashing red and green in the night.
"Did I answer your question?"
>Sonata looks puzzled for a moment, then smiles and nods her head vigorously, before placing a light kiss on your cheek.
>"Totes. I'm, like...so..."
>Sonata lets out a long yawn and rubs her eyes.
>"so happy."
"Sounds like someone's tired. Should I take you home?"
>"No! Anon stay."
>She wraps her arms around you more tightly.
>"Don't...leave..."
>She lets out another yawn, one more drawn out this time.
"Yeah you're tired. I should get you back to your place."
>"Nuh-uh."
>Sonata rubs her head against your chest, brushing her ponytail across your body.
>The soft hairs pass over your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
"Sonata?"
>"Hmm?"
"School is tomorrow."
>"No it's not."
"Today's thursday."
>"Nuh-uh~"
"Sonata."
>"Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh~?"
"We don't want to be tired at school tomorrow."
>Sonata just looks up at you at pouts.
>Fuck she's good.
>"I want you to stay."
"Yeah? And where are we gonna sleep?"
>"We'll....uhhh...we'll..."
>Don't overexert yourself there.
>"We'll...we'll go to the park!"
"The park?"
>"Yeah! Pllleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaasssseee~?"
>Sonata jumps in place, a youthful glint sparks in her eyes.
>No.
>Say no.
>It's late.
"I suppose."
>Damnit.
>Sonata squeezes you in glee, and runs across the street towards the tree lined entrance of the park.
"Sonata, wait!"
>...
>...
>The park is super dark.
>Some of the lights aren't even on.
>It's really scary.
>The wind is making really loud noises in the trees.
>The branches look like arms trying to grab you
>Coming here was totally like, really scary.
>It's like, someone is gonna come out and...
>Something is totally grabbing your shoulder.
>"Sonata?"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEE! ANON!"
>"Sonata it's me, calm down!"
"Wha?"
>You look back to see Anon standing behind you, looking kinda worried.
"Oh hi Anon!"
>"Sonata, come on. I need to take you home. It's late."
>But...
"I don't wanna."
>"Don't be like that, Sonny. I promise we'll do something tomorrow.
>C'mon, girl.
>Make him stay.
>Never leave.
"Pleaaaaaaaaasssssseeeeeee??"
>Focus.
>Just like Dagi always told you.
>Look into his eyes.
>Try and feel the connoct...the cennnect...the connectoo...
>The thing between him and you.
>You see the green stuff sparkle in his eyes.
>It's working!
>It's really tiring though.
>You can't do it too much.
>But you're, like, almost as good as Dagi and Aria were.
>...
>You're not like them.
>They did it to be strong.
>You just want love.
>They wanted everyone.
>You just want one.
>That makes it ok.
>"Sonata!"
"Eep!"
>Anon snaps his fingers in front of you.
>"You alright?"
>His eyes...
>They aren't doing the green swirly anymore...
>Tartarus.
>You didn't do it long enough.
"I..I'm sorry..."
>Anon pulls you into a big embrace.
>"Look, Sonny. Tomorrow-Well, today-is a friday. I promise we can spend all weekend together at my place or your place or anywhere you want to go."
>...
"Ok..."
>"Alright. Let's get you back to your apartment."
"Y-yea...My apartment..."
>...
>...
>You want to tell him.
>He's driving you back to the building.
>You want to tell him.
>But what would he do?
>Would he think you're useless and say really mean things, like the girls did?
>His eyes aren't doing the green thingie.
>Does that mean it doesn't work anymore?
>Did you mess up again?
>Maybe you aren't that strong...
>They were so much better.
>You can hear them in your head.
>"Well, I can't say I'm surprised. But even for you..."
>No.
>"This is just what you get. You deserve this."
>Stop...
>"I suppose we should have expected her to do what she did."
>"It's only fair."
>Go away.
>"You betrayed us, and you can rot in-"
>"You betrayed us, and you can rot in-"
"STOP!!!"
>"Wha-huh?"
>The car suddenly stops.
>You keep going.
>*Smack*
>"Shit, Sonata are you ok?!?"
>Anon pulls you back into your chair and you feel his hand on your head.
>"You hit the dashboard pretty hard. Are you ok?"
"I...yeah..."
>It feels like when Dagi would...
"I'm ok..."
>"Good. Also, we're here."
>You look out the window.
>There's the gross building.
>You're glad that...
"..."
>"Hey."
"Hmm?"
>"Everything ok?"
>...
"I just don't want you to go. I want to stay with you longer."
>...
>He's super quiet.
>Is he waiting for you to get out?
>You sigh and grab your backpack.
>"Wait."
>His hand brushes yours.
>He's looking at you with those eyes.
>They're...
>They're green.
>Ohmigosh They're green!
>"Sonata. I promise you, I won't ever need to leave you soon."
>He holds onto your hand tightly.
>"We'll be together as much as you want. As much as we want."
>Wait.
>It's going away again!
>No, stay!
>Focus, Sonata, focusfocusfoc-
>Your lips touch something soft.
>It's Anon.
>You can smell his...musk...
>He smells like soap and sweat.
>It makes you want more.
>Undoing your seatbelt, you grab hold of his shirt and pull him into you.
>You hear a muffled grunt, followed by a soft click.
>He leans out of his seat and more into you.
>'That's it, come to momma.'
>You can feel his hand going down your side.
>'Let me mark you.'
>You lick his lips.
>Anon moans and you feel his tongue press against yours.
>Good boy.
"Mmmmm~"
>He tastes exactly like you wanted him too.
>Like he belongs to you.
>He stops kissing you and looks at you with his green, shiny eyes.
>His smile is making your heart feel light.
>"What say we...take this to your room?"
>Oh no.
"M-my room? You mean th-the apartment?"
>"Uh, yeah? Where else?" 
"Uhm Well, you see, I uh, was, like, uh...was, like, thinking we could, y'know, like...go to...your place?"
>"My. Place?"
>Wait.
>No!
>You're losing him!
>Again!
>"I-I-I'm sorry Sonny, I-I don't...my par-I mean,your si-they-I don't thi-"
>He's stopped looking at you, he's looking outside now.
>Like he thinks someone is watching him or something.
>"Li-listen I-I ha-have to go, it is-it is late after all a-"
"But what about I come home with y-
>"NO!"
>Anon looks away.
>He seems scared.
>"..."
"..."
>"...Look I'm sorry I just...I should just...go home."
>What?!?
"Wa-wait , Anon, y-you can co-I mean, like, umm, you-we-I."
>He's still not looking at you.
>"...I...I need to go. I'm sorry..."
"But-"
>"I promise I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"An-"
>"Good. Night."
"..."
>...
>You watch Anon drive away.
"Damnit!"
>You were really close.
>You kick a dirty looking glass bottle off the steps.
>And then step away from the front doors.
>You can't get in anymore.
>That fat, nasty man yelled at you and took your key.
>Your stuff isn't in there anymore.
>He threw it out into a gross dumpster.
>You walk down to the side of the building.
>The alley is really empty.
>Just a big, stinky dumpster, with your stuff in it.
>At least you got your blanket out of there.
>The wind is still super strong.
>You pull Anon's jacket closer to your body.
>It's still warm from him.
>It's nice and big and goes down to your knees.
>As you go down the alley, the smells make your nose wrinkle.
>You pull Anon's jacket over your face.
>It still smells like him.
>It makes your chest feel funny.
>You grab your blanket and-
"EEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!"
>A big rat comes falling out of it and runs away.
"Grossgrossgrossgross!"
>You throw the blanket back in the dumpster.
"So gross."
>You don't need it anyway.
>You have Anon's sweater.
>You grab some cardboard and drag it to the other side of the alley, by some old looking boxes.
>Its the only spot that isn't wet or stinky.
>You let your backpack fall off your shoulders and sit on your...bed...
>It's cold.
>But Anon keeps you warm.
>His jacket feels like his hug 
>He promised he'd keep you warm.
>That he'd keep you safe.
>You pull the strings on the hood.
>It's warm.
>It smells like him.
>You like that.
>It makes you imagine he's here. 
>Holding you. Protecting you.
>You like that.