100 Days of Jogan: Day 11- Memory
Julian shuddered, curling further into himself, his mind reeling. Dalton had lost power and, in light of that, there were lit candles handed out to all of the students while they waited to regain power. When a freshman had walked into Julian’s room with one and set it on his bedside table, the other had just nodded his thanks.
His eyes focused on the flame, his body shaking as memories of the Art Hall kicked in more and more.
Suddenly, Logan’s arms were wrapping around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “I’ve got you now.”