Haze

Everything had happened in a blur. Oliver wasn’t even sure how it happened, but it had and now he was gone. Percy was gone and he would never return.
      A drunken driver had hit their car on the driver’s side and Percy was immediately gone.
      Oliver stood in front of the freshly made grave in an all-black attire. His vision was hazy, he couldn’t see clearly. Tears were obscuring his vision. He knew he wouldn’t be able to drive home himself..
      “I’m going to miss you, Perce. I love you, for always. Be with Fred until I join you, soon.”