Robyn was sleeping against my chest. I kissed the top of their head and laid there, waiting for them to wake up. I had my hand on their back as I stared at the wall in front of me. The door opened and Damien, one of Robyn’s roommates, walked in. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” he said, covering his face. “It’s fine. I’m half dressed,” I said. “When they wake up, ask them if they want to go to a concert with me tonight. I’ll be in my room,” he said, backing out of the room. “Alright, I will. Bye Damien,” I said. “Bye Ash,” he said before closing the bedroom door.

After the longest ten minutes of my life, Robyn woke up. They kissed me briefly and asked, “How do you feel, love?” I smiled and looked at them. “I’m fine,” I said. “Stay?” they asked. “Of course,” I said. I looked over to the door. “Oh, and Damien walked in. He wants to take you to see a concert tonight,” I said. “When?” they asked. “About ten minutes ago,” I said. “That fucking queer,” they mumbled, sitting up. I slightly laughed. “You should go with him,” I said. “What about you?” they said. “I’ll be fine, Robyn. You should go and enjoy yourself. I’ll be here. Call if you need anything,” I said. “Fine, whatever,” they said. They got up and got dressed. “Are you sure that you're fine being here by yourself?” they asked. “I’m 100% sure,” I said. “Alright. I’ll call in an hour,” they said. “Alright,” I said. They kissed me one last time and left. I watched from the window and waited for them to leave. I got up and put on some clothes before sitting on the floor.

“Okay. Ready,” I said, closing my eyes. I opened them, seeing the glitchy effect in my eyes. I closed them again, smiling. That’s how it worked. That’s why I ended up in the left seat. That’s why he calls it ‘Glitched Out'.