[Akira's on a mission here, snowballs be damned. With Ann agreeing to his silly little request, Akira lets himself drift off to sleep, the beating of her heart ensuring he'll sleep soundly through the night.
Rather, it should have. Late into the night, Akira startles awake, jolting upright and scanning the room with wild eyes. Right... he's in his bedroom. While he hasn't quite settled into it, he's right where he should be. Still, expecting to palm the mattress when he puts his hand down and groping Ann instead makes him startle all over again. Right. She's also in his room.
Scrunching forward, Akira rubs his temples. Another nightmare... Hopefully he didn't wake Ann with all his tossing and turning.]
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Rather, it should have. Late into the night, Akira startles awake, jolting upright and scanning the room with wild eyes. Right... he's in his bedroom. While he hasn't quite settled into it, he's right where he should be. Still, expecting to palm the mattress when he puts his hand down and groping Ann instead makes him startle all over again. Right. She's also in his room.
Scrunching forward, Akira rubs his temples. Another nightmare... Hopefully he didn't wake Ann with all his tossing and turning.]