Painful Maymories
@musesbymeri
He sat across from her, the campfire warm and low, the weather of the evening calm and cool. They’d been... together... for a bit now, and, while he had picked up early on that there was something weighing on her, he hadn’t been able to tell what it was.
And then the nightmares started. She’d wake him up, either in their tent or in a Pokémon center bed, tossing and turning and whimpering. The terrors were only getting worse, and then tonight happened;
They’d been sleeping, all was calm, and then she’d started crying, screaming she couldn’t breathe. He’d had to shake her awake to get her out of the trance. What had she buried? She just kept screaming two names;
Archie. Kyogre.
He just nodded. This girl... she was special. They weren’t exactly dating yet, but they also kinda weren’t, well, not dating. It was weird, and he felt that he needed to be here for her.
“Please, May, tell me.”
