[Desmond]

Connor sat there contemplating his next move. He could call her, talk to her. Make sure that things were okay. But then he thought rationally, he found out online and not from her directly so it might be a little too weird.

Sighing heavily, he pushed away from his desk. A little too hard, he ending up flipping his chair over. Muttering he brushed himself off while pushing the chair away.

Instead of trying to stand back up Connor laid down and looked up at his ceiling. Staring back at all him were the glow and dark stars that he placed up there as a kid. Most of the cool planet shaped ones broke over the years, so, it was just a mass of stars.

He remembered the first time she had seen the stars. Her face came alive with amusement, not at all, but that, she had always wanted to do that. Before he knew it she was on the floor, with the blinds closed and any light source extinguished. The wonder and happiness swirled around him, bathing him in the warmest feelings he had ever felt.

Now, Connor laid on the floor years after they had met and dated; with that memory floating in his head. With a slight smile he drifted off to sleep, hoping that she was alright.