checked in.

nine !

"thank you for comforting me last night, corbyn."

corbyn looked confused.

"i did what?"

"you comforted me? you held me last night and helped me sleep."

" i dont remember that,but maybe thats why i woke up next to you."

zach looked heartbroken that corbyn didnt remember the moment they had shared last night.

"im going to go find jack, bye corbyn" zach sighed.

corbyn waved at zach and made his way outside.

zach approached jack, who was sitting at breakfast by himself.

"so? pancakes & sausage, looks delicious huh?"

jack gagged.

"looks greasy, i cant eat that."

jack slid his tray towards zach and covered his mouth.

"so z, how did you sleep last night?"

zach took a bite of his pancake and shrugged his shoulders.

"bad, corbyn had to hold me last night."

"the kid with dementia? zach dont catch feelings, youre going to get hurt." jack spat.

"n-no i wont."

"imagine falling in love with someone who loves you one day and then the next day they dont recognize you, know your name, or remember why they fell in love with you."

"damn,jack you-"

"dont catch feelings."

zach sighed and didnt feel the need to finish his food.

This book is trash goodbye