Igor immediately sat up from his bed, his blonde bowl cut (💀) a mess, sweating, he looked around, he finally calmed down, sitting on the edge of his bed, rubbing his face..

"Oh my god."

he muttered.. Waking up from a lovely dream, with him and some.. Boy he couldn't decipher.. Though he didn't care, The dream was beautiful.

"God damnit.."

it was 12:23 at midnight..

"How long am I gon keep doin' this shit.."