June 5th
I had a dream
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"Should I ask?"
Edmund looked behind him, a little surprised to see his brother standing in the doorway.
Peter was equally surprised to find Edmund sat on the back door step, in the middle of the night, staring up at the stars.
Edmund smiled weakly at him. "Should I ask you?" He copied.
Peter shrugged, joining him on the step. "I woke up and found myself extremely thirsty" He told his brother.
Edmund chuckled quietly. "Fair enough." He murmured.
Peter waited for a moment, unsure if Edmund was going to answer the question that started off the conversation.
Edmund didn't say anything for a while, before he shrugged, noticing Peter watching him. "I had a dream is all." He admitted. "But before you go all Peter mode on me I'm fine, it wasn't the worst I've ever had."
Peter hesitated, before raising an eyebrow. "Peter mode?" He questioned.
"Yeah, Peter mode." Edmund said. "When you get all worried and start asking me questions and all that stuff."
Peter couldn't help but smirk a little at this. "You are unbelievable." He muttered.
Edmund just smiled at him.
"You're definitely okay though?" Peter couldn't help but ask.
"Peter, we share a room, if I wasn't okay and if it was a really bad dream, I probably would've woken you up instantly." Edmund breathed, referring to the many, many times he'd woken Peter by screaming out during nightmares.
Peter nodded a little. "Yeah okay." He breathed.
"Go and get your water and head back to bed." Edmund told him. "I'll be back up in a minute."
Peter just shook his head. "I'm okay here." He breathed.
Edmund laughed. "Of course you are."
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