[ ... he can't help but stare at the weird silhouette on the other side of his bed, waving frantically like a mad man and yelling hello at him like he can't hear him when he's barely a meter away.
he's tired and cold from walking through ice and Sandalphon at least had privacy in the Grandcypher, never mind the Singularity's habit of picking up pretty much everyone they meet. but this scenario is just ridiculous, far more ridiculous than having to share his dreams with a young girl. it's a bedroom, for gods' sake.
instead of addressing whoever that yellow-haired creature behind that ice wall, Sandy turns around in his bed and pulls the blanket over him to hopefully drown out the sound. only it probably looks like his silhouette is getting up or whatever on the other side of the ice.
it doesn't drown anything out, though. vane is just that obnoxious. ]
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he's tired and cold from walking through ice and Sandalphon at least had privacy in the Grandcypher, never mind the Singularity's habit of picking up pretty much everyone they meet. but this scenario is just ridiculous, far more ridiculous than having to share his dreams with a young girl. it's a bedroom, for gods' sake.
instead of addressing whoever that yellow-haired creature behind that ice wall, Sandy turns around in his bed and pulls the blanket over him to hopefully drown out the sound. only it probably looks like his silhouette is getting up or whatever on the other side of the ice.
it doesn't drown anything out, though. vane is just that obnoxious. ]