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[Simon Minter]

He never responded.

Just quite sobs, and that made me sad.

"Jj, please let me in." I cooed softly, resting my body against the door.

"Go a-away." His words were cruel but filled with guilt.

"Olajide. If you don't let me in, I'll let myself in. Please!"

Frustrated, I ran a hand though my hair.

No response.

"Simon, I think he just needs some space. Come down and get some dinner and then he might come out later." Josh gently spoke, his voice surprising me.

He came closer and rested a hand on my shoulder.

"Please, mate. You need to chill and so does he, now come on." He said but a little more forceful this time.

I sighed, looking toward my feet and then to his hand that was still resting on my shoulder. My eyes felt red and puffy. I felt a mess.

I can't believe I lost the two closet people to me.

I can't believe I'd lost JJ.

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"I'm going get to bed, boys and Freya. Thanks for everything." I smiled lightly, dropping the play station controller onto the couch and standing up to leave the room.

"Night Simon!"

"Night buddy."

"Get a good nights rest."

"Hope you feel better in the morning."

"You'll be able to see Jide tomorrow."

"Good night man."

JJ. See him. Tomorrow.
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