Word Count: 506 Warning content: the reader is implied to have depression. I know not everyone has the ~same~ kind of depression, so I based it around things that I have personally done myself. So, sorry if you can’t entirely relate. ^^;
When you’re supposed to be asleep, but you keep saying ‘one more chapter’ and 'I’ll just get to the end of the mat section’ and every chapter seems to be a mat chapter so you make the decision to read just one more BUT THEN THE LETTER HAPPENS and the next chapter is still a mat chapter and you have no self control. Holy shit holy shit holy shiiiiit
The fire alarm goes off in the middle of the night in Person A’s apartment.
Although they got woken up at three am, at least they get to see the cute Person B from the apartment above them, all sleepy and half dressed.