A small moan or two escaped your lips whilst you whispered out a name forbidden to you, your dreams full of that same person you always desired.. You could never escape it, even if you wanted to. Your best hope was to just wake up.

And so, you did.

Your eyelids fluttered open, trying to adjust yourself to the dim lighting, but all you saw was your own boss. Fumus.

"Do you know how much of an idiot you sounded like?" He scowled, his hand grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling your head up to his face.

"Better tell me who you're crying about, or I'll find out myself."