Midnight SnackStormy nights
I hate them.
No I'm not afraid of them! I'm Dominic for fuck's sake! I'm not afraid of anything.Ever.I look over to Micky. Is he sleeping? "Micky?"No answer."Mickyyy
?""Were you sleeping?""Ugh
yeth."Hehe, his lisp is always funny.He turns around to face me. And sits up on the bed he's in, next to mine but there's some space between. He rubs his eyes and groggily looks at me. "Well, what ith it
?" he yawns, flicking his black ears.
I don't know why I woke him up actually."Um
"I hear him yawn again. Quick, think of something!"What do you
what do you think of
You woke me up for no reathon did you.""
Pretty much."I hear him let out a sigh. Oh well, he's awake now anyway, hehe."Let's go downstairs to snatch some food!" I snicker."Hm
yeah okay!" Micky squeaks and jumps out of his bed, with a little thud. "Shhh!" I hiss at him. "T