[if You don't know who these characters are or you just don't like them, don't read this]
Derek went to his dorm as he sighed tiredly, he felt so tired and sick. He didn't pay attention to what the bartender put in his drink, so maybe he got drugged and was facing the consequences of it.
He opened the door, closing it behind him as Zack looked over at him in both worry and confusion. Derek looked extremely pale at the moment, so Zack thought he was maybe close to fainting or something because Derek hardly ever got sick.
"You alright?" Zack asked calmly, looking away from his computer he was typing a full essay for a science project on to focus on his friend instead. "Yep, I'm fine." Derek said reassuringly as he went over to his bed, plopping himself on top of it as he rested his face into the pillow and closed his eyes.
Derek started to drift off to sleep, dreaming of dragons and everything a four year old boy would dream of. He missed it back then, back when he still had everyone he loved, back when they were still alive too...
The next morning, Zack woke up from his computer desk as he yawned from sleepiness and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Everything seemed to be perfectly normal today but he got woken up from crying and pouting, he didn't know who it was from though since Derek seemed to be gone.
But then he looked under the bed, seeing Derek under it but.. Even smaller than he was before.
"Derek??!"
[Short chapter for testing]