💤- askladynoir
She could see his hands. Everything else was a blur, but his hands were clear as day. Black leather and wicked claws she’d never given much thought to before dripping with blood. He reached for her, claws dripping, her name on his lips and-
Bridgette jerked awake with a shriek, swatting wildly at the hand on her shoulder before the sleepy haze cleared from her eyes and she recognized the young man attached to the hand.
“F-Felix...”








