You and Will have been dating for about 9 months now. it seems that throughout your relationship, you’ve noticed he’s only gotten progressively more sleep deprived. you know about Will’s unwanted terrors, and it ached you so bad that you were unable to do anything to help. you just knew he was violently exhausted.

The both of you decided to visit Abigail in the hospital, sitting on the little couch that was against the back wall. you two quietly talked for a moment, before Will took the chance to lay on your shoulder and rest his eyes. safe to say, he fell asleep for a little bit, your fingers gently carding through his brown curls. everything seemed okay, until he started stirring, his expression furrowing like he was having a nightmare.