All night, I was tossing and turning in my bed. I kept having bad dreams about Ezio and all the sick things he wanted to do to me. I constantly woke up in a panic in the middle of the night and ended up getting hardly any sleep. When I woke up from my third nightmare of the night at 5am, I decided to stay awake. I didn’t want to fall back to sleep and have another bad dream. I got out of bed and went downstairs to grab a banana from the fridge. To my surprise, Sandra was sitting on the stool in her dressing gown, sipping a cup of tea.
“Sandy? What are you doing up this early on a Saturday?” I asked as I walked over to the coffee machine that had freshly been brewed.
“I just woke up at a silly time this morning and I couldn’t get back to sleep. I don’t start for another couple of hours
