written for:@echosnoir set: his place
Briadmnis startled herself awake, sitting up in bed as the wails of her daughter rang through her dream. It mainly happened when she grew too anxious. Dread and turbulent thoughts taking over her sleep, overpowering her sense of direction and mental peace. Most days she could ignore it and go back to sleep, but over the past few weeks she’d barely been able to ease herself back down. Between Nova’s hospital visits, to working without days off, then Wilder’s shocking murder arrest. She was spent. “ Sorry. Sorry. ” she uttered, wincing as he moved beside her. Bri wiped the sleepiness off her face and turned to him sheepishly. “ Just a bad dream. ” Bri’s hands dug into her scalp as though she could dig her tremors out piece by piece. “ Go back to sleep. Nova should be up soon, I can at least make us some breakfast before then. ”