Ronald looked like he'd had another nightmare.
I wanted to eavesdrop a bit, seriously, but my hand was nearly crushed by his grip, so I smacked him to snap him out of it.
He jerked awake, eyes still red and dazed, clearly not fully out of the dream yet.
I yanked my hand away, moved his arm off my waist, and climbed out of bed. It was already bright outside. I grabbed the phone off the couch to check the time, but the screen stayed black.
Dead battery. Shut off.
Good thing I don’t have many friends. No one would’ve been calling me anyway.
I sighed, then turned to look at Ronald slowly sitting up.
He rubbed his temples with those long, elegant fingers. Still looked a bit pale, low energy all over.
"Why are you getting all these dreams now? You didn’t used to dream t
