You were having a sleepover with your friends tonight.

To make things more “fun,” your best friend also invited Theo and his friends.

The night was long, filled with laughter and games, until it was finally time to sleep. That’s when your best friend made an announcement:

“Guys, we only have three rooms…” they said.

Everyone quickly paired up, leaving you and Theo to share the last.

After a few minutes of arguing over who would take the bed, you ended up winning. He muttered under his breath as he grabbed a pillow and settled on the floor.

The night was quiet—until a loud clap of thunder woke you up.

You turned over, groggy, but then you heard it—a small, muffled sob.

Peering down, you saw Theo curled up on the floor, his face buried in his pillow, hands covering his ears. His body trembled slightly with every rumble of thunder.

“Please… make it stop… please…” he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.