Sink your teeth

Chapter Five

"Weird, your ac is working fine?" Joshua says, setting the ac back in place, "Were you dreaming? Maybe sleepwalking?"

"Yeah, probably..." Andrew sighs, rubbing his head, "Sorry for bothering you over nothing man," He mutters, patting Josh on the shoulder, "Thanks for coming over nonetheless."

Josh nods and puts away his things, "No problem, man. And, don't worry about it, you're fine. Well, ima head home to my girl, see ya later?"

"Yeah, see ya..." Andrew sighs and waves bye as Joshua leaves his place. Andrew runs his hand through his hair and walks to the kitchen to check on Bubbles, who sleeps peacefully on a stone in his tank. "I must be going insane..." he mutters, kicking his foot.

Michael chuckles behind him, leaning against the doorway of the hall, "man, you sounded so freaked out when you called! Turns out it was just you sleepwalking?" He says, unable to hide the amusement in his voice,

"Or something... I seriously don't understand how I remember all that so clearly..."

Michael rubs his chin in thought, then gestures for Andrew to come closer, "Hey, come're."

Andrew raises a brow, but walks closer no less, "Wh-" he pauses "...what the hell are you doing?"

Michael puts the back of his hand on Andrew's forehead, "Checking your temperature," he puts the back of his hand on Andrew's chest, "You don't seem to be fevering?" He says, raising a brow and pulling his hand back,

"Obviously I'm not sick. Moron."

Michael chuckles, "Ooh, those are fighting words, kid," he grins, playfully punching Andrew's shoulder,

"I'm older than you!"

"Yet, here you are, throwing a temper tantrum like a toddler."

Andrew pouts and rolls his eyes before laughing, Michael laughing along with him.

Behind them, someone clears their throat, "Ahem-"

"-Brigh!" Michael shouts, running forward and putting an arm around his neck, grinning, "I invited him over! Hope you don't mind, Drew."

"Michael, you wh-?!"

"I brought tamales...!" Brigh cuts him off, holding forward a mustard yellow storage container,

"Food!" Michael grins, grabbing the container out of Brigh's hands and opening it, grabbing a tamale and shoving it in his mouth,

"...Huh..." Andrew breathes,

"Can I stay? Please? I heard about your, uh, nightmare? Sleepwalking nightmare?"

"Great, does everyone know?!"

"Not everyone!" Michael butts in, "Jen doesn't know! Neither does Kai!"

Andrew shoots him a glare, then groans and rolls his eyes.

Brigh hesitates, before placing a hand on Andrew's shoulder, "Hey, man, it's okay. No one's making fun of you for it, they're just worried, that's all!"

Andrew sighs and looks up at him, "Are you sure they're not making fun of me? Cause I'm 99% sure Michael is."

"Michael's a different breed, but I'm sure you already knew that. Just ignore him, Yeah?"

"Yeah, alright..." Andrew sighs, nodding. Andrew walks over to Bubbles's tank and pokes his shell, making him pop his head out his shell. Andrew smiles,

"How's Bubbles doing? I heard he got lost, or was that also part of your dream?"

"Also part of my dre- wait... how do you know his name? And how did you know he was a he?"