vexing-nephillim, redroseridinghood, domdom-weasley, cursedbysight & elemental-guardians
❄☃❄; -- Oh, wow. It was, like, late as fuck. Why the hell was the ghost boy up? Easy. There was no way on God's green earth that he was going to school tomorrow. Just no goddamn way. As soon as classes were over, Daniel Fenton went to his dorm and collapsed. But for some fucking unholy reason that he didn't understand, his body only let him get six hours before forcing him awake, despite the fact that he had basically been dead on his feet all day. God was punishing him for something, he fucking knew it. It was the only possible way. It was twelve o'clock at night, Danny was pretty sure he was developing narcolepsy, and there was nothing interesting happening outside because he lived in Minnesota and Minnesota was boring after ten o'clock. But maybe he could catch a crime in progress and stop it, or something. Hopefully the adrenaline rush would help him get to sleep.
