soul-mates?

i'm awake

"Ugh.."
A groan escaped my lips as i struggle to wake up, for this bed and comfort has been my favorite place since long before i can even speak.

"I don't wanna wake up yet, uhuhuu.."
Eyes closed shut while my body stretches, messing up the already messy bedsheet and the likes.

Slowly squinting my sensitive, rested eyes in case the sunlight might hurt it, closing it back down because more sleep sounds very tempting.

Hugging the body pillow whilst turning my body to sleep on my sides, i opened my eyes ever so slowly, only to be met with a transparent, human-like figure sleeping beside me. Although i'm pretty sure i awoke from my dead-like sleep, my hands automatically moves to rub my eyes, a low voice escaped my lips.

"What the hec-!"

The figure, starting to seem clearer when i adjusted my eyes after that good, i mean rough, rub, appears to be in a sleeping-on-the-side position. Although scared and shocked, curiosity still takes over my hand attempting to touch the figure, but my hand just went through it, like it was not really there.

"Is it my eye gunk? I don't think so. And it didn't have a face!"

Manequin? A detective anime's criminal figure in all black even have eyes and a pointy nose drawn for them, but this figure's head looks like an egg. Round, with no distinct feature, and more importantly, the body looks all wobbly, like a smoke, but its transparent, but, but, yeah, it seems like its a dream, still in a dream. Forget it.

"Let's think of other things to dream about and wake up properly now. The detective anime's criminal's own series is getting to my head."

Getting back into a comfortable position trying to fall back asleep after that scare seems kinda imposible. Tossing and turning a few more times with eyes shut tight, brain gears working too fast right after waking up increases anger. With a groan, my body forces itself to wake up, checking up on the mysterious figure on my very comfy bed.

"Huh?! It's gone! I knew it was not real! How the heck is a bubble friend suddenly on my bed, it's only possible if i were living underwater working at a hamburger shop with a grumpy coworker. Although i don't blame him for being grumpy, because i grew up to be just like him. Who would've thought this cute little happy kid would lose their bright personality this drastically."

"Gotta go and check out this massive eye gunk on the mirror right away, don't want any sightings to happen when i'm alone in this house no more!"

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