Chapter 8: Remember the Past, Forget Your Future Part 9

Poppy was sitting on my bed, looking up at me with a half smile on her face.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked her, approaching and sitting in the chair, across from her.

“I was wonderin’ if uh, I could stay the night in here with ya.” She stammered, “I’m still just a bit worried about the you know what.”