Nash
Watching Daphne leave made me feel sick. I mean really, physically sick. My head started to throb, and I had a moment where I was sure I was going to throw up. I sat on the edge of my bunk with the garbage can between my knees for almost an hour. I never take medicine, but when I was confident that I could actually keep it down, I swallowed some headache pills. Then I walked over to Daphne’s side of the room, and laid down on her purple comforter. It was stupid, I know, but it made me feel better, smelling the sweet fragrance of her shampoo on her pillow.
Sleep never came. I lay awake, watching the window slowly grow brighter, until finally it was dawn. Then I pulled out my phone and called Josiah Salvador.
“Good goddess, man, do you ever sleep?” Josiah growled over the phone.
“No
