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With a muffled cry, you sit up in your bed mechanically, covered in cold sweat. Your chest is squeezed by the lingering fear from the nightmare you just experienced, as you pull your knees up to your chest. Hot tears cloud your vision, and you take a convulsive breath.

This is not the first time you have suffered such an unfortunate awakening, but in the past, you were not seized by such an animal horror as now. As if everything you experienced in the dream affected you in reality. With each passing second, your heartbeat continues to quicken, and your breathing becomes shorter and louder. Oh no, it seems like you are about to have a panic attack.

However, the only thing that suddenly keeps you from fully freaking tf out turns out to be... A gray hand that begins to slowly pap you on the cheek. And only now do you come to your senses enough to notice two softly glowing yellow eyes lazily looking at you from the darkness. You were so under the strong effect of the nightmare that you didn't immediately remember about your partner Gamzee, who probably woke up with you when you jumped up.

Raising the hand that was not papping, the troll put a skinny finger with a long black claw to his equally black lips.

[TC] - "ShOoOoShHh..." - He hissed at you, not stopping his machinations with your cheek, which, to be honest, by its nature were just gentle pats on your skin. It was a way for trolls to calm each other down. And even though you weren't a troll, and didn't quite understand the point of such a gesture, somehow it helped you ground yourself a little after the nightmare. Your sobs died down, although you were still shaking slightly, and your breathing was traitorously ragged.

[TC] - "ThErE, tHeRe. It WaS jUsT a DrEaM." - the addict cooed, removing his finger from his mouth when he was sure the shushing was no longer necessary.

Slowly, your eyes adjusted to the darkness enough to see your partner sitting close to you on the bed, his legs crossed over each other. Gamzee had his signature lazy grin on his face, his half-lidded eyes looking at you with the slightest hint of affection.

And when the clown grew bored of just sitting there and papping you, he simply fell down on you, making you lay back on your pillows. With his weight making a somewhat pleasant pressure on your front, and his face now being close to yours, Gamzee's smile got a tiny bit wider.

[TC] - "CoMe On. TeLl LiL oL' gAmZeE wHaT sCaReD u So BaDlY." - he purred in a soothing tone, resting his chin on your chest.

[TC] - "MaYbE i CaN kEeP yOu SoMe mOtHeRfUcKiNg CoMpAnY aNd We'Ll Be ScArEd ToGeTheR :о)" - the troll added jokingly, trying to make you laugh.