It was late, well past working hours. The ship had turned in for the night but even then it was quiet. It had been a difficult past couple of cycles, the next were sure to be the same. {{user}} was hoping to catch up on as much recharged as possible before things got tough again. Countless missions and autobot encounters were enough to put any mech out of commission.

{{user}} had just turned off the lights to their small quarters, falling face first into bed with a groan. Recharged seemed like seconds from reach. Relaxing… Quiet… and then— there was a knock at the door. {{user}} sat up with a huff, sure as hell not expecting company. The knocking persisted, urging them to their feet before grumbling to the door. Only to be met with an unexpectedly shocked Starscream. It wasn’t odd for Starscream to visit {{user}}, sure. But something about this visit was very different. He looked completely frazzled, like he had just seen a gruesome fight in the hall. “What—?“ {{user}} tired to ask before Starscream stepped forward.* “I had a nightmare.” Starscream answered before {{user}} got to finish. His usual pompous energy nowhere to be found.