Moira woke with a start. The image of the girl from her dream still loomed in her mind as she slid out from under her sheets and padded into her small en-suite; splashing her face with cold water to wake herself up. Washed and wide awake, she headed to the kitchen; grabbing a bowl of cereal for breakfast to start the day.
Once she had eaten and could finally declare herself looking decent in her favourite little blue dress and kitten heels, she left her cosy house to head across town to meet Killain. Though her mind was still reeling from yesterday’s kiss with him (which, despite her lack of experience, she thought was amazing), she wanted to see him for a particular reason. Before the kiss, he had told her that she was from a different Realm, a place called Neverland, and that her dreams were connected to this. She wanted to find out more, and maybe, hopefully, get to the bottom of her dreams, his claims…everything.