I press my knees to my chest as my headache seems to get worse. In the corner of my eye, I see Dennis on his phone, the light illuminating his face. Despite the intense headache I feel cozy in the darkness of his room, almost as I can finally close my eyes once more.
And I am about to before I hear his bed creak again.
"Emily..." He says. I look up to him sitting on the side of his bed once more, his phone abandoned on his pillow.
"Do you want to play some games?"
"Games? Like what?" I whisper.
"Like video games, on my tv."
I've never owned a game console before, and the only thing I've I played that was remotely close to a video game was the slither.io game on our school computers. I nod my head, a little to eagerly as he chuckles. He slides to the floor infront of his
