Dave Torres @themultiversesleeplessnightguard - Tumblr Blog

“You ever have one of those nights where you wake up and something just feels… wrong?”

Name’s Dave Torres, i have parasomnia. I’m not exactly the kind of person who goes looking for trouble — but somehow trouble always seems to find me anyway.

After everything that’s happened, sleep doesn’t feel like the escape it used to be. The world’s changed, people have changed… and I’m still trying to figure out what’s real, who I can trust, and how much longer we can keep running from whatever’s coming.

I’m here to tell the story, piece together the truth, and maybe find a few people who are willing to face the unknown with me.

So if you’re awake… stay awake.

— Dave Torres

Everything you need to know about me OOC:

× my name is Damien, DID system, in my 20's

× i have awful parasomnia, means i'll either stay awake for a long time or i'll have nightmares IF i fall asleep

× sleep? i wish i could.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

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(OOC: pic is mine.)

I never thought that i'll write something like that ever but... Look- it's a tattoo! Went to a guy i knew from before that whole pandemic and asked if he could take a look on that scar on my chest. We both agreed on the stone optic with that one. Matteo asked if it hurt and to be honest- a bit. Feels like a punch on the chest from time to time but i can deal with that. We're not gonna tell Matteo, i don't want him to worry about me or something, heh.

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As Dave explained what happened when he was just a kid, she felt herself stiffen a little and take a hold onto the handle of the baseball bat with both hands now. The grasp was firm, almost like she was expecting him to lunge at her, but surprise, surprise! He didn't end up doing that. Instead, she felt bad for him. That couldn't be his fault at all, right? There's no way he could have known if he was still asleep... or sleepwalking. It didn't sound like he was lying. It sounded truthful which made it even sadder to her. These nightmares he has... man, she doesn't think she could be able to handle them at all! Sure, she doesn't know exactly the nightmares he has had except for a few details, but they sound almost like Hell to experience. He's strong for enduring through all of this. The nightmares and the pandemic. Wouldn't that mean she's also strong for surviving the sleep pandemic after losing everyone she loved? Well, maybe, though she's probably not as strong as Dave is. He has been through nightmares and lost people he has cared about as well. This makes the girl a little jealous that she's not brave like him... even though she did scare him a few minutes ago with her hand on her bat. Is that something for her to be proud of...?

...

Maybe.

She averted her gaze down to the floor. Willow didn't say anything for a good bit. At least he reassured her that he won't get dangerous if they don't work or he doesn't take them, then yet again... how much of that is true? Has someone else witnessed it? The teenager sighed. "Fine. I'll trust you that you won't go absolute bonkers if the pills don't work or you don't take them... which, you should be taking them." Her eyes snapped back to him with that same glare, though now it seemed to soften down just a bit. She's still not letting her guard down that easily around him. She put the baseball bat onto the floor for a moment and unzipped her bag, pulling out a bag of peanut M&M's. She lifted it up, looking down at it before chucking it over at Dave with a smirk hidden underneath the face mask. "Here. It must have been, uh, a lot to tell all of that to me, so you can have a bag of peanut M&M's. If you don't want to eat them or like them, too bad. I'm not offering a trade for another." So much for showing her gratitude towards him for letting her stay... Her voice was stern, yet now it was a little quieter and tolerable compared to the loud tone she had once she stepped in here.

She did lie about not giving him another candy if he didn't want the M&M's she threw at him. If he were to ask for another kind of candy or snack that she might have in her bag, she would probably give it to him... just as long as she has it, of course. She does have a good variety of snacks. There's even more in her car!

-💜

Dave looked at her chuckling when he saw that bag of M&Ms, back when the world was still normal he always used to eat those whenever he was playing Playstation with Matteo. They always did that when both of them had enough time to do so.

"Well, they remind me of old times. You know... A funny gaming night with friends and such."

He catched the bag with a bright smirk and ripped it open to eat some M&Ms. Dave had a soft spot for everything with a chocolate flavor. His left hand then went to his chest right where the scar has been and started scratching it a bit from above his shirt.

"Feel free to get comfy.. If you have some more stuff in your car and decide to stay some more, we can go and get your things together! I have a weird feeling that there's gonna be a change in the weather soon..."

His triangle scar on his chest was extremly sensitive to any slight change of weather. It was a slight stinging pain and in the winter that scar even ripped open in some small spots.

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Willow's grip tightened slightly on the baseball bat the more he spoke but made no movement to hit him with it. Why should she? Her rule is that if someone else strikes first then she is fully justified to either pepper spray them or knock them cold with the bat! That makes sense, right? Of course, he doesn't understand why she had her hand on the baseball bat. She zoned out and then suddenly he was on the floor. It scared her, but she would be caught dead if she admitted that to him. It's both embarrassing and she doesn't want to come off as weak. Does she come off as weak already...? She decided not to think about it. Well, maybe she doesn't entirely understand where he's coming from since she's not a night guard. Maybe she shouldn't be too upset, yet it's a little hard to when her actions are mainly out of defense instead of offense towards another person. It's not that she's mostly mad about it, if she were to not manifest it into anger, she would probably... dunno, be sad that she comes off as dangerous? At least he doesn't see her that way, unless he's just saying it to make her feel better.

The hand underneath the barrel of the baseball bat dropped back down to her side and she held the bat next to her side as well. She heard his explanation of the pills, but people could still be a danger to people even if they're calm, right? She doesn't know because she's not a psychologist or whatever person would be the most suitable to answer that question. Though, the "sometimes" worried her. "What do you even mean by 'sometimes'? What, you go on a manic episode whenever the pills don't work?" There was a hint of slight playfulness, but she is generally worried that he might be a danger if the pills don't work one time. That's something she would need to know about if she's going to be sticking around and warming up to him. If there's a chance he can be threatening, then... she's just not going to stay. How could pills even make a person act a certain way towards someone else? She doesn't understand that, yet again, she has never taken pills. Well, that's kind of a lie. She takes pills whenever she gets sick.

That reminds her... "And- And be careful when popping those pills into your mouth!" Willow pointed the end of the baseball bat at him as if it was a finger. "...They aren't candy. If you want candy, I have some snacks in my bag." Was she going to share some of her snacks with him? Yeah. He's offering her a place here and some food, so why not? There's no point in being stingy. Plus, it could be a way to show some of her gratitude without saying it out loud.

-💜

Dave thought for a moment. He has been a danger when he was a kid. He was unpredictable when he went to go get his nightmares checked out by a doctor.

"There has been... An accident when i was still a kid.."

He let out a sigh and leaned against the wall know, not looking at her.

"I was with my mother. We went to Dr. Castaneda.. Because of my awful nightmares about that damn elephant..."

This was the one thing in his life which made him sad, even a bit afraid of himself.

"I was in a sleep chamber. And i had a dream about that damn elephant.. I was able to see that damn thing leaning close to me, i was able to smell that monster's aftershave and saw it's tie.... Little Davy pulled on said tie with all his strength to make the elephant choke. I then found the fountain pen that was clipped to the elephant's breast pocket. Little Davy seized the pen, flicked the cap away with his little thumb."

There was a soft crack in Dave's voice now, he rubbed his eyes once again with his hands.

"I thrusted the pen upwards, plunging it deeply into the elephant's vulnerable gray throat.... There was no elephant.. Just Dr. Castaneda. I ended up in a pediatric psych ward for twenty six months, was sedated almost the whole time, half dead basically. It didn't take the dreams go away, Willow.. I lived in them, night and day, for two damn years.... And i was just a kid.."

He then took the bottle of pills out of his jeans pocket again and shook it around in his fingers.

"I don't get violent or dangerous when i don't take them or if they don't work... I get extremly depressed.. Don't worry, i'm a good guy, i promise.."

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The girl stared at him with narrowed eyes. He sounds like he's going through a lot more than her based off of what she's hearing. To be fair, he is a parasomniac. "...I guess those are good reasons to care, huh?" A weak and small smile appeared, but it wasn't seen. Which was good for her, in her own perspective. She continued to pick the pills up until there was one last pill needed to be picked up. Dave was the one who picked it up. Willow then watched him swallow the pill. She thought it was a little nasty for him to just do that after it has been on the floor, but who is she to judge? She ate a piece of a banana peel once and all of her friends that she was disgusting to even do that. Of course, it was just meant to be fun and jokes between then. A part of her did think they meant that, but she doesn't want to think about her friends badly. After all, they've been there for her the most out of anyone. Sometimes she wished her parents were there for her more instead of making her feel like she's always doing something wrong. She doesn't feel that way anymore. For the most part at least. Hopefully she won't have to experience that feeling of bitterness towards herself anymore.

...Well, she's not doing anything wrong by helping Dave pick up the spilled pills, is she now? He even thanked her for the help. "You're welcome." The tone of her voice laid flat. The teenager rolled her eyes and slowly stood up, making sure to take the baseball bat into her hand as she got back onto her feet. She rested the bat over her shoulders and kept her gaze away from him. She honestly didn't feel like making any eye contact right now. A small huff could be heard coming from her. She seemed a bit sad, but she quickly wiped that expression off her face and went back to coming off as more stern.

She thought about what Dave had said about her wanting to knock him out and rob her. Is that really the kind of person he thought of her as...? Maybe the baseball bad and the way she dresses doesn't help, but... Willow still doesn't want to be seen as a bad person. She wasn't even planning on hitting him with it if he doesn't try hurting her. "Do you really think of me as the type of person who goes around hitting people upside the head with my bat?" She sounded defensive as her eyes went back to Dave. She felt a bit offended by the implication, if there even is an implication. She might just be misunderstanding. "Have you ever heard of defense before? This thing is only used if I'm being threatened.. or feeling threatened." Willow lowered the bat from her shoulders. She gripped the handle with one hand and placed the palm of the other hand underneath the barrel.

-💜

"Well, depends on your view on those reasons, of course.."

Dave looked at her with a very exhausted and tired smile. He was very thankful for her help with the pills. Such shit keeps happening to him whenever his body decides to just sleep right on the spot. Those past view days his whole body just keeps shutting down sometimes, forcing him to sleep. And sometimes he's sitting up or standing up while being asleep, talking nonsense.

"I don't think about you in that way... It was just the way your hand was hovering over that little baseball bat.. I was a bit afraid, to be honest. I'm a nightguard after all and i have to be prepared for the worst.. Work habits, sorry."

The male let out a sigh. He was a bit embarrassed about what he said and how wrong it came out on Willow's end.

"Defense is one thing... Staring at the poor tired nightguard who's just picking up his sleeping pills from the ground while having a hand on that baseball bat is not defense in my opinion..."

Dave let out a chuckle and took another pill, of course- without water at all.

"You might start wondering why the hell i'm so damn calm... Those pills are very strong sleeping pills and they also help me to calm down my mind.. Sometimes. So, no need to worry about me being a danger to you or anything else."

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Willow felt even more guilt swell up within her at his second apology, but she didn't even dare say anything about it or say that it's okay to ease his mind. She probably should, but... all she did was just simply continue trying to pick up the pills while listening to him speak. Better than the silence in multiple ways. It is interesting that he can't die in his sleep. Can she even die in her sleep? Because why didn't she die that one time? Well, he did bring up astral projection during their conversation over the internet. That might be reason, but she could not be so lucky the next time. Yet, a part of her feels like it drives a little deeper than just that. Anything is possible at this point and she's desperate for an answer on why this is all happening and how she's even alive. How he's even alive as well! Maybe destiny? Or they are meant to survive in the long run? Who knows. She certainly doesn't and she's not too sure if he knows either. If only finding out answers for this entire predicament were as simple as drawing a stick figure or solving an equation like 1 + 1. It would make things ten times easier! At least that's what she would want to think. It's hard to be optimistic in trying times such as these...

She didn't realize that she was zoning out into her own mind when her eyes caught sight of Dave getting down on his knees to help pick up the pills. Out of fear and shock from the sudden movement, she instantly snapped her hand towards her baseball bat to whack him since her brain registered him as an enemy for a moment, but she slowly calmed down. Her heart continued to beat fast against her chest like it was trying to rip out through the skin. Her hand hovered over the bat as she listened. It was kind of nice knowing someone was worried about her. Though, in the back of her mind, she doubted it. Did he really mean it? That he just wanted her to be safe? It sounds too good to be true. If it came from her parents or friends, then she would most likely believe them. This is someone she talked to over the internet and just met at least 30 minutes to an hour ago. Sure, she knows some stuff about him, but he could have changed after the sleep virus. People can be manipulative, trying to make themself seem "good" even when they're not. Kind of like her parents in a way... She's not going to think about them right now.

It's a little funny how she's also being manipulative, trying to make herself seem "bad". Well, she's not trying to make herself come off as a "bad person". That's not the intent at all!

She rested her hand on top of her baseball bat. She didn't make any move to pick it up, just... let it lay there. She didn't say anything for a few good minutes. The girl abruptly asked, "...Why do you even care?" Willow immediately went back to picking up pills after asking that question. She was conflicted as she shot a quick glance up to him. "You barely even know me, and I barely even know you. I know that this is some sort of apocalyptic world we live in now and we should stick together and stuff, but... I don't know. It's a stupid question." After saying that, she got reminded of how he once told her there were no stupid questions- no, stupid thoughts. Kind of the same thing because she thought of the question so therefore it technically is a thought if she's thinking of the question? That's a tiny bit confusing, but eh. Whatever. Willow looked away from him again to focus on picking up the pills. She quickly added, "...It's not like I care or anything. It doesn't matter to me at all. I'm just wondering."

People have said that's he's good. She even heard that from Katie. He says he's protective. He says he means no harm. It's just really hard to trust that for some reason. Is she being too paranoid...?

-💜

Dave always felt the need to say sorry, even for the things that are beyond his control. That was his trauma acting and speaking. The nightguard noticed her hand hovering over the baseball bat.

"Hey.. If you want to knock me out and rob me, just take whatever you need.. I don't mind. I just- don't want a headache, if that's possible."

His voice was calm and soft. His gaze was focused on her hand which was now resting on the baseball bat. Dave let out a soft sigh. He wasn't scared of her, if she decides to attack him, so it be. He won't be fighting back against a girl in her age.

"There are no stupid questions... I promise. I care because i've seen people die.. I care because i've been dealing with a flying whale, a weird red elephant with 3 eyes and a big smirk and some weird dream cult since i'm on this planet.. And for some reason i can still go to sleep and have my usual nightmares and i don't die. Heck, i don't know why i'm still alive."

Dave picked up the last pill and took it without drinking any water. He always swallowed his pills dry.

"Thank you for your help..."

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The worried look on Willow instantly turned into more of a firm expression once she saw that Dave was finally awake after her smart idea of smacking him in the face. Hard. She took a step back from him and crossed both of her arms as she gave him a nasty glare. She also made sure to fix the hood of her hoodie in an attempt at keeping as much of her face covered as possible with it, plus the face mask. If she hadn't been wearing the mask, Dave probably would have been able to see the frown that she wore. It may seem pointless to have been hiding her identity the best she could if she was planning on sticking around Dave since he was the only form on interaction around for her to involve herself with. It's not like she'll wear these clothes all of the time anyway. She might warm up to him... eventually. He's letting her stay as long as she wanted which felt nice, she won't lie.

"Thanks, but..." The teenager scolded the older man with brutal honesty that came from the heart, "...If you're going to be falling asleep like that on me, maybe you should be more active or use one of those, uh, things that keeps someone from closing their eyes instead of sitting down on your ass!" She paused for a second before finishing it off with slight hostility that manifested from the fear whenever she first saw Dave's eyes closed and the sound of his snoring, "Or- Or maybe I shouldn't stay because I'm not going to let myself be burdened by someone else's death if I'm not around to save them in time!" Her voice was a lot louder. There was a hint of panic and tiredness in it despite the frustration that mostly filled it to the brim. The more nervous and softer air surrounding her from before was diminished but not completely gone. It was still there. Just masked. This was her idea of a brave face in a world like this after all. She even sometimes acted like this before everything went downhill.

She did regret speaking out loud the last bit. That was kind of her letting out every single piece of grief and sadness for losing everything she has ever dared to care about in the first place. A part of her felt like it was her fault despite not knowing that any of this would even happen. Now it feels like she might have someone else to look after and if he dies in his sleep, then... oh man. Wouldn't that be her fault if she lets him sleep? She also felt really bad for acting that way towards him because he has lost people like she did. She just scoffed instead of apologizing like she usually would for snapping or for swearing, "..But it's whatever, I guess." At least he's letting her stay at his... home? The last time she checked, wasn't he living in an actual house? She could invite him to her house to stay, but she won't invite him right now.

In contradiction to her sudden mean and rough attitude towards him, what she did next was kneel down and pick up Dave's book, plopping it into his lap, and picking up the pills off the floor. A broom would probably be more efficient to clean up, but she didn't care.

-💜

(The things that Willow talked about which prevents people from closing their eyes are called eyelid speculums, I think.)

"I'm sorry, okay? It wasn't my intention to scare you.."

Dave took a deep breath and yawned once again. He felt a bit guilty about scaring her. The book was now on the table.

"You can stay or leave or whatever... You also don't have to worry about me dying in my sleep.. I don't die, i have the most awful nightmares... But i don't die."

He got down on his knees and helped her pick up his pills. Getting yelled at was awful, that triggered his past trauma but the male swallowed all his feelings usually.

"Listen... I don't mean no harm at all. I'm not rude.. I just want you to be safe. I've seen some crazy morons out there and i think it's not safe for you to be all by yourself.. You can have a bed back there, i'll even sleep at the other end of Daxalab if that makes you feel safe."

Dave let out a sigh.

"I have my own apartment but going back there brings only bad memories back and i don't want to deal with those. Plus- there's electricity here."

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*throws a blue, white, and blue caterpillar pop-it at dave*

you better like the gift!! or else... :3

Dave turned around, moving his arms like a madman. He was afraid of things being thrown at him.

"Oh- No! Take that- OFF! AWAY!"

Dave then took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Oh... I-I'm sorry.."

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Once the girl landed on the other floor of Daxalab, she hesitantly leaned forward out through the open doors of the elevator and looked down the hallway. Still, no-one is around? Honestly, with how big this place seems to be, shouldn't more night guards be working here? She doesn't really know and she genuinely could care less about that. Just means she has a better chance of not being kicked out the moment another person lays eyes on her before she even gets the chance to explain why she's in there! ...And she supposes that she wouldn't have to worry about being jumped. Willow stepped outside of the elevator as the doors slowly shut themself. She nervously glanced at it, wondering if finding Dave is safe. Obviously, there's a risk here! At least she has pepper spray and a baseball bat if the man attempts attacking her for whatever reason... She doesn't know how good he is at fighting or avoiding weapons, but if he does try harming her, guess she will end up finding out for herself? Hah...

She doesn't want to find out for herself. Maybe she should turn back around and stay in the safe case, which is her car-

Nope. Willow found herself walking down the hall before she could even think it through. She's already here on a completely different level, so why turn around now? She never really thought that she would be this desperate for a human interaction to where she's throwing her safety out of the window, for the most part, especially for someone who could just be luring her in with kindness to end up backstabbing her and for the same someone who she doesn't even know! Well, that might be a little wrong since she has gained some information about him, but her main worry is that the description of him being a good person from how he acts outwardly and from other people might not be accurate. People change either for worse or for better. And some of the information she gathered of him were before the pandemic as well! The thought made her grip onto her baseball bat even more than before.

Whatever the case is, she has learned to not put her guard down around others. Especially when she's face to face with someone out in the public. Who knows what could happen if she decides to be vulnerable for even a single second? She needs to put on a brave face.

It took her a moment to find Dave's office unknowingly. The nervous teenager slowly opened the door, making it creak open. She called out quietly again, "...Dave?" Maybe she shouldn't do that? Whatever. She walked around a wall that led into another section of the room and saw- "Dave!" Willow felt a surge of panic rush through her veins whenever she saw him sleeping in his chair, snoring away. That proves he isn't dead. Yet. She ran over, taking a quick look down to see the book he had been reading before falling asleep, she assumes. Not the right time to see what book he was reading. She doesn't think he's faking being asleep because of the snoring, unless she's straight up stupid to believe that, but she could try waking him up. Would she really risk someone's life due to her own paranoia and fear...? Would she...?

...

No. She's not like that.

Willow dropped her baseball bat onto the floor with a hard thud before grasping both of Dave's arms as she slightly dug her nails into his sleeves. "Dave." She shook him roughly after no response. If there wasn't a crisis at hand, she would probably be gentler with the shaking. "Wake up, Dave! Wake up!" Her voice was hurried and anxious. She knew what she had to do next. She didn't want to, but he gave her no choice! "Dammit, Dave..." A dry and humorless chuckle could be heard coming from her. Willow sighed. Without any further hesitation, she gave it all her strength to slap him across the face. She really hoped that this worked before he somehow died. Shouldn't he already be dead anyway? To be fair, she should also be dead after sleeping during this pandemic too. They did talk about that over the internet... She didn't think too hard on that right now.

-💜

Dave heard a strange voice in his sleep, which was clearly trying to wake him up. He heard that baseball bat hit the floor, that made him twitch a bit. His eyes were just too heavy to open, his whole body was just tired. He felt the nails digging into his sleeves, he even felt the shaking. A very soft grunt escaped him, Dave was slowly waking up to her 'Dammit, Dave.', then there was pain. Stinging pain on his face, his left cheek, to be exact. His eyes opened slowly and Dave let out a painful groan while trying to see more clearly.

"Ouch....", he let out a sigh and covered his left cheek with his hand. There was a red marking on his cheek from her hand now.

"Mhm... mhm.... 5 more minutes..", that's all he said before he started chuckling.

"Hey.. Willow, it's you... Sorry for scaring you.. I was just so damn tired and.. To be honest i still am.."

Dave rubbed his eyes with his hands and yawned, then he looked around. A baseball bat? Her's- interesting. His right hand tried to find the Somalcya pills, they were not in his jeans pocket- but spilled everywhere across the room.

"I'm so sorry... Really.. Just, i don't know.. Get comfy? We have two beds in the back, we have an endless supply of snacks, i'll make sure to cook food.. I've been living here since shit hit the fan and... My friends disappeared. Stay for as long as you like, this is a pandemic after all and we might be the last people on earth.."

The nightguard's voice was raspy, he wasn't pissed or mad at her. He understood why she did what she did. Fear, of course.

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