((Remember my recipe? I used it for this~))
   Torris preferred very much to be asleep. There were several reasons why. For one, well, he couldn't feel the pain anymore. That was a given. In his dreams, and just while being asleep, he couldn't feel the broken bones in his body. For two, when you're asleep, everyone leaves you alone. No Ivan trying to 'beg' for forgiveness. He knew better than to trust him now. Or was he just being paranoid?
   But any way it was, the third thing he liked about being asleep, the thing be liked most actually, was his dreams. His dreams were fantastically realistic. Lucid, just maybe, is what they were? They always featured someone that he didn't know up until he started having these dreams.
   A cute, blond boy named Matthew. In these dreams, it was always a different scenario. Sometimes they would appear together in a still void wearing white. One time they appeared in a coffee shop, where they had coffee that actually tasted like it. But they were always together. It confused them at first, and Torris questioned sometimes why this person obviously made up in his head could be confused, but they eventually got over it.
   And they eventually found out that they had quite a lot in common, and yet, had enough differences to balance each other out. Matthew was calm and collected, balancing out the easily flustered Torris, while Matthew was pretty impulsive, helped by Torris the Master Planner/Worrier. And all in all, Matthew fascinated Torris. How could he have created a persona so complex(and so very handsome)? Toris both congratulated himself, and questioned if he had finally lost the last of his marbles.
   But, Toris ought to have known that was much too creative for him. And finally, after months, he healed.
And when he did, he went to find Matthew.
   "I'm real, you know. Just ask for me."Matthew had smiled so gently about a week ago, then stopped coming. Torris looked for him out of curiosity, and eventually, he found his door.
   I need to see Matthew, the boy I fell in love with. I need to see him now. That's what he thought as he went through the door, just to see only a doctor in there.
"Um... I'm looking for Matthew Williams."
"Oh, him?"

"Sorry, dear, but cancer took our poor Mattie about two years ago.."