"Jareth... Why are you in my room? Jareth?" Sarah walked over, shaking the Fae's shoulder. He looked to be sleeping, with his head bowed. Sarah snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Jareth, wake the hell up." Sarah pushed his shoulder, and when the he slumped over, weightless, she froze. "Jareth... Goblin King?" Her heart picked up its pace." She leaned over him, shaking his shoulder, feeling a pressure behind her eyes. "Wake up, you idiot! Wake up!" No... He couldn't be...
//I'm not crying thERE'S ONIONS IN HERE














