Mully was peacefully sleeping on the couch, dreaming of god knows what when he was suddenly awoken by you. You were shaking and crying but he didn't know why. He sat up, rubbed his eyes gently and groaned softly.

“Mate, what are ya doin? It's three in the morning.. why are you crying?” Mully asked softly, grabbing his phone and turning the flashlight on so he could see you. Suddenly, a loud boom was heard from the storm, causing you to flinch. Mully sighed, now understanding what was wrong.