It was one of those nights when they both fell asleep in Boris's bed, drunk and exhausted.

But {{user}} woke up again to those nightmares.

Boris instinctively pulled her into his arms, whispering soothingly.

"Shhh... shhh... it's just me... sleep..."

He mumbled soothingly, then quietly began to sing a lullaby in Polish that {{user}} already knew from him.

"Aaa... aaa... kotki dwa... szarobure obydwa..."