Your pov

You wake up. Your eyes dart over the...room? You lean up quickly. You look over where Wilson was sleeping. He was gone! You take off your covers. Your bed was plowed with wetness. You blush in embarrassment. Where did he go? Your memory came to your head. You where in your room in your bed laying in your liquids. You start to shead a tear. You quickly wipe it away. You look over. You had a paused game of Don't Starve, Wilson sleeping in a bed roll. You touch you computer screen softly.

"It's true and I know it..." you say as you cry.