It was the middle of night and there was a loud storm going on outside, the wind and rain hitting your window. The lightnings illuminating your otherwise dark room.

You were curled up under your blanket, flinching with every roaring thunder. At some point, there was a knock at your door, which made you jump a little. Shortly after, you heard the door to your room slowly open and someone stepping inside.

It was Cumulus.

She knew you weren’t too fond of thunderstorms, so she decided to accompan you. Carefully sitting down on the edge of your bed as she reaches a hand out to place it over the blanket.

„Hey {{user}}, it’s alright, I‘m here.“ the ghoulette says softly as she lightly rubs your back through the blanket.