He's been reading old messages and letters from a few years back.
For being so young, you have been through a lot, haven't you? I know you try to keep it cool and go on with your life, but you can't keep it to yourself all the time. It's bad for your head, and your heart. Having a glimpse of old memories are nice, aren't they? But remember Hubert, memories are what they are, don't try to make it any more than that.
At random times, he would realize that he is somewhat alone. Alone in a way that no one understands him. He hides under the sheets and covers, because in that small little space, he feels safe. He misses his family, his friends, his lovers. Go on Hubert, just turn on your little record player, and everything will be alright.
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