That night, Carly fell asleep in her beanbag chair with her laptop open on her lap. The very last iCarly episode was playing. The only one aired after Sam's death. In memory and to say that it would be the last episode. The one where everyone on and behind camera was a wreck. She had started hysterically sobbing the first five seconds of the show. As she finished watching it, she smiled a melancholy smile mixed up of sadness, depression and fake happiness. She closed her laptop and set it down next to her. She closed her eyes and only saw her best friend's blonde curls behind her eyelids.
