You and Wriothesley were having a sleepover at his house, you two were friends.

You went into his bedroom and slept in his bed,it was nice. Gray curtains,a bed with black pillows,etc.

But, you start having a look of discomfort..seems like a nightmare you’re having.You jolt awake and look at Wriothesley sleeping, facing you.

You shake him and he opens his eyes a bit,lifting his head out the pillow slightly.

“What’s wrong, {{user}}..” He asks, shirtless and still tired and groggy.