Starlight

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My life,
You electrify my life,
Let's conspire to ignite,
All the souls that would die just to feel alive.

~~~

September 10th, 11 pm.

"Will somebody PLEASE shut him up?!"

Tricia watched as her brother paced back and forth in the living room. He wouldn't stop muttering things nobody but him could understand, and Tweek was next to him, surprisingly calm.

"Craig, please go to sleep. We're all tired." Thomas insisted, turning off the lights in the kitchen.

"Oh yeah, and just pretend that everything's not a mess right now!" He felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, taking it out. "Oh, great. Now Clyde's blowing up my phone..."

Tweek's eyes widened at his words.

"HE'S BLOWING UP YOUR PHONE??!"

"NOT LITERALLY, TWEEK!"

"Oh my God! Everything's a mess! How didn't I know about that?!"

"TWEEK!" Tricia screamed, running to press her hands on his shoulders. "Nothing is a mess! Everything is fine and ready, Craig is just being dramatic."

"Oh, go to bed, Ed Sheeran! Nobody needs your positive talk right now!" Craig replied, biting on his thumbnail.

"Well, I'm sorry I have to be the one calming YOUR boyfriend down, when it's your fault!"

"Craig, listen to your sister for once. You're being dramatic." Thomas said, grabbing Tweek's arm to pull him up the couch. He whispered an "You're okay, son", making him smile a little at his soon-to-be father-in-law.

"Can everyone in that living room SHUT UP AND GO TO BED?? WE HAVE A BUSY DAY TOMORROW, AND I WANT TO SLEEP!" Laura screamed from her bedroom.

The blond sighed, placing a hand on his fiancé's shoulder.

"We'll be okay. Let's just go to sleep, hm?"

"I'll go in a second, I'll just grab a glass of water."

Tweek smiled, kissing Craig goodnight before he walked up the stairs. Tricia went right after him, waving his dad and brother goodnight as well.

The two waved back, before Thomas sat down on the couch.

"You're not fooling anybody, son. You say that you're just nervous because Tricia will be the extra one giving a speech, but we all know it's more than that."

Craig looked around the room, as if looking for something to say. He opened his mouth, before closing it again.

"Dad, I... I had this really weird dream, tonight."

"A dream?"

He nodded, "It felt so... real, I can't even explain it. I've been having this same dream for the past four days, now. I'm... kind of worried."

"What is this dream about?"

He sighed.

~~~

He opened his eyes quickly, upon feeling the cold liquid touching his skin. He looked up at the nightsky, realizing he was alone. No light to be seen but the one coming from the stars above. He took deep breaths, not being able to move a muscle. He looked around from the corners of his eyes, noticing the black space surrounding him.

Floating in the void, that's what it felt like. He heard the wet sounds of the apparent water surrounding him, feeling the cold breeze against his exposed skin. He could taste the salty water in his mouth, and the cold touch of his wet hair against his forehead. Lost in the middle of the ocean, that's what he assumes.

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