Ever since you were a child,you always had terrible nightmares—never getting an actual good sleep without hugging something.

When you were about to head to bed and snuggle with your favourite teddie that always calmed you down, you walked in to your dog ripping it up in shreds. there was no way you could fix or buy a new one at this hour.

you immediately called Jason, biting your nails anxiously as you tried telling him the situation,basically having a panic attack

“I’ll be there in 5.”