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It was a cold night, crozier was in his bed, asleep, next to him was Stampingston, he was also asleep, it was quiet.
Until, crozier shot up out of bed, it was those nightmares again, he can feel his heart beating fast, his legs were like jelly and the room was spinning, he stumbled out of the room and into the kitchen to get a drink, just as he was getting a drink his legs collapsed on the floor, he buried his head in his knee and was hyperventilating and sobbing his eyes out.
Stampingston heard the noise and got up out of bed to see what has happened.
“General?” Stampingston called out, but nothing.
He headed to the kitchen, he then saw crozier on the floor, hyperventilating. Crozier looked up with red eyes from crying and he was tired.
“General, are you okay?” Asked Stampingston
“No, those…nightmare’s keep coming back.” He answered quietly, wanting to run away.
Stampingston got to his level and rubbed his back, crozier put his head in Stampingston’s shoulder, until they fell asleep,they stayed like this until it was morning. Stampington opened his eyes and realised it was morning.
“Have we been down here all night?!” Stampingston questioned
“Seems like we did” crozier answered, now awake.
They both stood up and started to make breakfast.