Go to Sleep, & trust the morning.

Theron awoke the next morning, with a limited amount of sleep. He stayed up most of the night, reminiscing about the fishing trips and the time he spent with his bestfriend. They were like brothers, yet now, it seemed as though they were barely acquaintances. The bland ceiling, which he stared at as sleep eluded him, matched his heartbreak greatly; rotting with the possibility of falling apart at any moment.
There had to be some possibility that Alexander, now known as Kass, could remember his friendship- There had to be!

Skipping breakfast, he made his way to their meeting place, earlier than expected. He waited in anticipation, day dreaming of Kass, remembering their time together and becoming his old self again.

Time passed, yet Kass never showed up.
'Did he run off?' Theron thought to himself, 'Or just not wake up?'

He became slightly frustrated, wondering if he should continue waiting, or seek him out.