Garrett Jacob Hobbs wakes up in the morning and looks at his bedside clock. The red numbers flash six-fifty-seven, and he begrudges the lousy night's sleep he had. He tossed and turned and stared at the ceiling, but lately, he was used to restless nights.
He goes about his morning as usual: Goes in the kitchen and gets a drink of water, taking a moment to splash some on his face to fight his increasing grogginess. His back aches, like usual, and he pets his dog on the head before meandering to the bathroom. He looks at his face, aging more and more every day, before opening the medicine cabinet to grab his toothbrush.
Garrett Jacob Hobbs shuts the cabinet and sees Will Graham looking back at him. He looks just as tired and even more unhappy. He pulls his glasses out of his pocket and puts them on his face.
"You need to go away," Will Graham tells his reflection, but instead it only smiles back.
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