She sat down at her table, coffee in hand. Sleepless night. She felt groggy. Sick.

She groaned. The thoughts had risen to her head again. She thought she could drive them away. She thought.

He was always there for her. He was her best friend. If something were to happen to him, she would be broken. They've been through so much together. And they came out alive. She loved him.

But then, there was also him.

Gullible, stupid, cute. She loved to tease him. She loved it. And she loved him. They got into fights. More than once. It hurt her. But she knew it was a game. Their game.

Laying her head into her arms she closed her eyes.

They flashed before her eyes. Asking her something so simple.

"Who?"

She couldn't take it.

She stood up from her seat to walk to the television and turn it on.

She sits down gently. Closes her eyes, falling into a deep slumber. The quiet mumbling of the television had not fazed her.

She slept peacefully the rest of the night.