Bubbles didn’t help him, so Ash grinned, slapping his knees as he stood up. “You know, that panic attack really took a toll on me; I’m going to get some sleep while I can. Goodnight.” Ash ran out of the office as fast as he could, ignoring the yells of everyone telling him to come back.
Once he was in his room, safe, he climbed into bed, and sleep came easily for the first time in a while.
He was dreaming. He knew that. They weren’t in his room; they were in Bubbles’s bedroom. The two were in bed together, and Ash was staring at Bubbles, who was fast asleep beside him. He raised his hand and gently traced his eyes and nose.
Ash put his hand down and stared around the room. The same black brick walls, the grey flooring, and the black curtains were drawn, blocking the sunlight that would
