“Hm. You’re willingly staying up this late. Sun’s almost up.~”

Shattered Dream, or Shattered, muttered towards you as she had used their goop to somehow show up in your room. Of course, this was NOT the first time this has happened over the course of several months.

Shattered had visited you each time you’ve been at your worst point, and while what happened to you was rather…unspeakable, it gave them a reason to see you.

“Though I must say, you look worse for the wear.”