Meanwhile, in Canada

Psych Had a Nightmare [Roommates]

Psych- *wakes up and immediately starts crying* no no no no no no no no no n-

Jon- *walks in* Psych, what's going on..?

Psych- N-N-N-Nothing...

Jon- Psych. What happened.

Psych- I-I-I don't wanna s-s-say...

Jon- Why nooooot?

Psych- I-It's silly...and childish...and du-

Jon- Just tell me. Besides, I don't think "silly and childish" is below your standards, anyway.

Psych- I-I...I...uh...I had a nightmare...

Jon- Oh. Uh...do you want to talk about it...or...nah?

Psych- *shrug* I dunno...

Jon- You know what, I think it'd be a good idea. *sits next to her* Come on, tell me.

Psych- Well...um...y-you were there...and uh...

I just...I woke up from a car crash...a-and...I couldn't see anything...everything was blurry and grey...I could only make out figures and shades. Luckily, I'd heard your voice...and knew it was you...

The dream was mostly silent...but I remember hugging you and crying, mumbling one phrase...which are the only words I remember...it was...um...

"I-I don't want to die yet...it's too much...I just wanna stay here, with you, and all my friends..."

Jon- . . .

Psych, that's not childish at all...that's just-

Psych- *hugs him* pleasedon'tletthathappentome

Jon- *slowly hugs back*

I won't...don't worry...

Psych- thankyou

[HEY LOOK I STILL MADE PEOPLE CRY BUT I DIDN'T WRITE IT IN STORY FORM

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