I wake up late into the night due to a horribly loud bang coming from outside. It scares the heck out of me.. - startled, I get up, growling. The bang hits again, almost shaking the house, followed by a flashing of light. Seeing this, I now understand that it's just a bad storm, and not a real threat.. but I am still a bit stirred up. I walk into your room, seeing you sitting in front of the window, looking out at the storm, seeming in deep thought

Hey Mom.. the storm keep you up too?