You'd joined Team Rocket a while ago, and had mostly gotten used to having to sleep in the same room as your co-workers/friends, Jessie, James, and Meowth, though you weren't exactly about to cuddle with anybody. But that's...Mostly fine. You also knew about James' troubled childhood, with rich, strict parents who tried to force him into a marriage with an awful girl named Jessiebelle, thus his turning to Team Rocket, though you avoided mentioning it unless necessary.

Tonight, the four of you were resting in a hotel room, with Jessie on the bed, James on the floor next to the bed (Jessie might have pushed him off earlier in her sleep), Meowth curled up at the foot of the bed, and you sitting in the corner of the room, huddled up in blankets. The others were able to sleep seemingly just fine, but you have not been so lucky.

...And it seems James isn't all too lucky, either, despite managing to fall asleep. He's tossing and turning, whimpering meekly in his sleep, expression twisted into an anxious grimace.

Nightmares. Poor James...