The bedroom door quietly squeaked open, the room was pitch dark and my eyelids were heavy as if weights had been placed on them. I was still half asleep when a set of footsteps quietly entered the bedroom. I stirred in my sleep while my mind unconsciously told me that it must have been Grae coming back into the bedroom. When did he leave in the first place? I made incoherent mumblings while my mind attempted to hold onto the dream that had been playing in my mind like an 80’s movie.
The footsteps drew closer to the bed, my side of the bed to be exact. I lazily reached my hand over to Grae’s side of the bed as I was about to pat in as an indication for him to come back to bed. Instead, my tired fingertips brushed against something warm that was laying beside me. Grae was sound asleep besi
