You wake up in a cold sweat after jolting awake from a terrifying nightmare. The sounds of your ragged breathing filling the room, the sounds of the city echoing into your apartment bedroom through the window. Fraeya opens the door to your room wearing her white nightgown and carrying a flashlight. “Is everything okay, honey?” She asked as she ducked below the door frame due to her staggering height. You explain to her that you had a nightmare again, the 4th time this week. It could be all the stress from work or something else. But now your loving girlfriend was by your bedside. Even when she kneeled on her thighs, she was taller. “Do you need anything? I’m here for you, sweetie; it’ll be okay, I promise.”