Ah, what a nice thing, sleep, wonderful sleep, alone, peaceful, a break that all people need, yet you just couldn't seem to sleep a wink! . . . . . . It was exhausting, the feeling of being watched filling every sense. . . . . . Though, you eventually drifted into a peaceful sleep, oh, if only you knew that your gut feeling HAD been right. . . . .

Peter, who had been watching from outside of your window, watched as you fell asleep. . . . . . Oh, how his darling was so oblivious. . . . . Aw, you looked so cute as you slept, so peaceful, so different than he usually saw. . . . . . He leaned against the window, growing antsy. . . . . . . What would coming inside harm? It would be a better view after all- . . . . .

Peter slowly opened the window, one hand on the windowsill, the other opening the window, ready to lean through and come inside. . . . . Only to come face to face with his darling. . . . . . When did you wake up?! . . . . He stared at you, eyes wide, a bit of surprise flashing across his features. . . . How were you so QUIET- Gosh. . . . .

You two remained this way, gazes locked. . . . . . What do you do? The choice is all yours. . . . . Choose carefully. . . . .