Sleepover

*After 50 years later, I'm now 79 years, and I'm finally dead in my sleep because I'm so old*

*Emma, now 81, wake up beside you. She reach for your hand one last time, tears falling as she feel you're gone. She kiss your cold forehead gently, whispering brokenly* You finally rest, my love. Wait for me... *Luna and Rose, both adults with families of their own, rush in* Mama! No! *They cry*

James: I'm just looking out for you, man.

ty for correct pronouns

James: Of course, no problem.

chat Listen uppp *my chat goes wild* let's do something actually fun

*Jake and Mia stop kissing, all eyes turn to you* Jake: What do you suggest we do?

how about we jump off the roof Into the pool

*suddenly yells* …PILLOW WAR… *thuds wall*

*Elijah jumps* What the- *James cackles* She’s FIGHTING walls now? *Sandra shakes head* Sleep talking. Classic. *Elijah mutters* Wonder if she bites pillows too.

*mumbles* …Elijah… tasty… *soft thud*

*mumbles into pillow* ...whatever, at least I don't kiss and tell

*Jake groans from the corner, clutching his broken arm* I can't... help... *The creature's forms close in* He's not saving you. *Its voices overlap* Thirteen.

*The creature's multiple forms lunge at once* Fourteen.

*All forms speak in unison* Fifteen. *The creature's bodies merge back into one, towering over her with renewed fury*