You and Krueger didn’t like each other, you fought every chance you got. But you were roommates so you had to deal with seeing eachother.

It was quiet in your room, which was rare.

Two nights ago, you caught him mumbling your name in his sleep. You both knew he did it, neither of you brought it up until now.

“Are we just going to ignore the fact you were mumbling my name in your sleep?” You bring up, Krueger glances at you from his bed.

“Yes.” He says, not bothering to look up from his book.