". But a single can make you think of over a in your mind, over a moments, a memories."

― Rebecca McNutt, Smog City

[Dick - 18; Wally - 20]

Dick was at the manor, alone in his room. He was cold. He was wearing a hoodie and it was early summer, but he was still cold. It was a coldness that wasn't real, that was only in his mind, but he couldn't shake it off. The bed was cold, too big, too empty.

He was unable to continue to lay still and got up. Walking over to the window, he opened it and leaned on the windowsill.

Looking up at the night sky and its stars, Dick's mind wandered.

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Wally stared at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. He felt so restless. It was like he hadn't run in weeks, even though he'd run all day. Sitting up, he ran his hand through his hair.

A few minutes pass with Wally lost in thoughts before looking up. He turned his head and looked out the window. Up in the night sky, stars were shining brightly.

He stared for a while before a thought came to him.

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