After I sign a few papers and have a very lengthy conversation with the doctor, I'm free to go with a cast wrapped around my left arm ( A/N- idk if the cast is actually on his left arm or right, sorry bout that) I should be thankful, I'm out of the hospital and going back to school on Monday. But I can't help but think ' My God I'm going back to school on Monday.' I'm going back to having no one to talk to, except my best ( and only) friend Jared Klienman. He says he's a family aquaintance, but he's the closest I have to a friend. I don't think I'm ready to go back to hat on Monday. I'm drowning in these thoughts until I feel a vibration in my pocket. I take my phone out to see a message on Facebook.
Connor Murphy: Hey , Evan, how ya feeling????????
Evan Hansen: Hey, Connor I'm doing pretty well.--------------