You couldn't sleep.

Your enemy was haunting your dreams. He wouldn't leave you alone.

Everyday he spent all of his time making your life miserable.

And here he is again, still in your dreams.

You keep having dreams of marco.

Every day this week you have had a dream involving marco.

He isn't even nice in your dreams.

Why can't he ruin someone else's life?

It's really frustrating.

So you got out of bed, went downstairs into the kitchen.

You grabbed a glass and filled it with water.

As you filled the glass with water, you felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist.

"Come back to bed" your enemy groans.