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Send 🌑 to crawl into bed with my muse || status: accepting
pluto hadn’t been sleeping well since moving away from home. most nights involved little to no sleep, && in the few times when he actually could fall asleep, it wasn’t that hard to wake him up. anything could have him rolling over awake, a little breeze, a tree branch hitting the side of the house, the air conditioning turning over, && certainly someone climbing into his bed. “another nightmare?” he mumbled, rolling over; it didn’t take him long to realize it wasn’t cas though; despite the dark, her scent && figure were very noticeably different from caspar’s. “forgot you were staying tonight,” he mumbled nervously, biting down on his lip. after forcing a few quick breaths, he looked at her, a little concerned. “mae, is everything alright?”