Day 4: Dream and Nightmare
May 13, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Huh?
He blinks.
Where—
Her moonlight-silvered hair draws his attention, edge of the bed. Her hands cover her face.
“Winter?"
She looks over, though away just as quickly. “…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you—”
“Nightmares again?”
She nods. “I can’t…I can’t forget the riots…”
He sits up and slides over, wrapping his arms around her from behind, chin atop her head. “You’re okay. It’s been years.”
“I know… I just…” She buries her face in her hands again.
“…C’mon, I can block them for the rest of the night for you."
“But you won’t get any sleep…”
“It’s fine. I don’t have to be to Beacon till Monday.”
“…All right.”
