Harmony had awoke that morning to a cold partner. She inhaled deeply, it smelled like Rory, but she knew that it was too soft and squishy to be her boyfriend. She opened up her eyes, and instantly rolled them. A pillow. Well done. She groaned as she sat up and her eyes flickered to the bedside table. A note. He went for a walk….she began to think about it. She’d only hoped that he didn’t go running back to his dealer for a fix. She sat there in bed, her thoughts driving her absolutely crazy, waiting for him to come home.