Nightmares. They've been plaguing me for the past month or so. Irene kill me now. I never thought I'd have to replay memories after already living through them, though I guess I should've expected it, especially since this has already happened before, you know, after the lodge. I just can't sleep. And I can count the amount of times Laurance or Zane, mostly Laurance as Zane's been staying with KC a lot, found me crying my eyes out in the middle of the night on all my fingers and toes, and then some. Don't tell Zane, but I actually prefer it when Laur comes to comfort me. I don't know why, but he just makes me feel fuzzy and warm on the inside. He always has. I plomp onto to one of the bar stools next to the kitchen island, "M-morning, Laur." "Good morning, Stutter King." I blush at the nickname. "Rough night, huh?" He wraps his arms from behind, resting his chin on my head. I nod, butterflies in my stomach. Wait, what? "You know what," I start, "let's go to Aaron's today. Aphmau and Travis are meant to arrive later today. Katelyn is thinking about a party." "Sounds fun,"
(A/N): Wowza, I forgot about this lol. But, just a heads up, in my head canon, werewolves have the ability to turn into doggies/wolves, which they know how to use automatically. This'll be important. Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1114259658/ Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1162395759/
