Literature
Matt's Pretty Optimistic
He lay on his bed, facing the wall and hugging a pillow. His headphones on, music up full blast. Thank God for noise cancelling headphones. If only they had pain cancelling headphones. Then he'd be happy. He didn't even notice when his roommate walked into their room, eyes puffy and cheeks soaked with wasted tears.
Matt sat on his bed, rubbing his eyes, trying to hide the fact that he'd been crying. He turned on his PSP and waited for his game to load. He wished music could soothe him the way it did for Mello. Matt pulled his knees up to his chest, and began playing his game. He cursed the sick, twisted fuck who'd killed his sister.
Hoshi