Nov 9, 2023
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“I probably just didn’t get enough sleep.” That wasn’t a lie, technically. He had spent most of the night staring at the ceiling, hands clenched into fists, while the voices of people he didn’t recognize called out to him.
Just the thought made him shiver, staring at his hands as he hunched over slightly. “Really. That’s all.”
Sal didn’t have to see Larry’s face to know he wasn’t convinced by that.
Sal has a nightmare. Larry tries to help.
Written for Salloween Day 1: Strange Nightmares
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