#prcttyvxnom

closed starter for @prcttyvxnom​ ( WESLEY )

Sebastian's eyes snapped open, his body and sheets drenched in cold sweat as his heart pounded heavily against his chest. In the midst of confusion, he glanced around the room, mild paranoia setting in as he tried to make sense of where he was. The more he woke from the horrendous nightmare he had, the more concerned he became. Reaching out to his bedside table, still have asleep he picked up his phone and dialed the station, not sure who would answer. 

“ Please, please pick up,” the male muttered under his breath, still breathing heavily as he desperately needed someone, anyone to answer. The longer it took, the more he began to worry and within seconds he was up from his bed, pacing the floor, still fighting the buildup of anxiety as it ate away at his mind. “Come on.” 

Caroline flashed a weak smile as she opened the back door, gesturing for the other to come in. “Please, and thank you for coming through the back. I’ve become a little paranoid ever since I’ve returned and I swear one of my brother’s neighbors has it in for me.” Though she said it in a joking matter, nothing about the statement was truly humorous. 

still, laila somehow found their way into his bed the night prior. they were just about to slip out from underneath the covers and make a silent exit just when they notice micah stirring. he was, without a doubt, beautiful. laila was completely and utterly glued into place, sitting upright with their legs folded beneath them. they couldn't look away even as micah's blond lashes fluttered open and his gaze landed right on them.

"hi," laila whispers, in somewhat of a daze: half in awe, half in shock. "i didn't wake you, did i?"

hana takes a spoonful of the uniquely flavored -- or at least, it was unique to her -- ice cream and is immediately shocked to discover that she liked it. "oh my god, this is delicious. how could you keep this from me for so long?"

after quickly taking a swig of whatever had been poured for him, ryan sets the glass down, sighing heavily. "this is going to be gone in about five minutes and i'm going to need like three more. before you ask, nothing's wrong. no, actually -- everything is wrong."

"they're kind of crushed --" jae begins, already searching for the crackers he usually kept for his son in case the child ever grew hungry while they were out. "and i know you said you could wait until lunch but i think your grumbling stomach would disagree."