ϟ -Cecil

ϟ send for my muse to wake up from a terrible nightmare, and for yours to witness this.         

It was usually about his mother. Sometimes it was really bad, but sometimes it was more mild. This was one of the milder dreams he’d had about her, but it still didn’t stop the way he startled awake, his heart pounding like he’d missed a step in a staircase. He stopped shaking almost immediately, but Carlos worried that he’d still woken up Cecil. Turning his head unfortunately confirmed his fears.

“Uh…. um, hey, honey,” he murmured. He lay flat and with a sigh reached up to rub his eyes. He was really hoping he could brush this off and get on with his day. It was just a dream.