“Hey Benj?” Avery called out. She was tucked underneath the covers in his guest bedroom, wearing one of his sweatshirts and a pair of pajama pants he pulled from his dresser in his own bedroom. She always hesitated wearing his clothing because it felt so intimate, but she ended up feeling comfy and warm in them. Everything smelled like him, and she didn’t want to be alone just yet.
He turned just as he reached the doorway and caught her gaze. He noticed hers were glassy and unfocused, her pupils blown wide. “Yeah?” He answered. Avery sat up, wincing when she forgot about her fresh stitches. “W-will you stay with me a little longer?” She asked him shyly. He nodded immediately, starting to make his way back to the queen sized bed that stood in the middle of the room, pushed up against the w
