the sleep

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Weeks later on the night of June 16 there was a soft but startling knock on Simons window, and sleeping directly across from that said window Simon jolted awake with a slight gasp caused by the sight on the other side. Dahlila was sat on Bertha with only the moon light to illuminate her small figure, and with a closer look you could see the tear stains on her cheeks and the irritated red puffs of her eyes.

Concerned Simon quickly through the covers off his body and was surprisingly across the wide room in a matter of seconds for such a short boy. Once near he hurriedly unlocked and opened the window looking Dahlila in the face "What happened? What's wrong? Why are you crying?", Simon was in such a state of worry that he barley realized he was basically yelling. "Shhhh." Dahlila quickly hused him putting a single finger infront of her plumper lips. "Can I come inside?" She whispered while trying to refrain from crying even more, but ultimately failing. Seeing this Simon hastily helped to pull her inside, now seeing she was in nothing but a night gown on the freezing night.

Turning around to close the window, he turned back to face her now seeing as she was in full on sobs qnd struggling to catch her breath. Noticing he comfortingly brought her to his bed and sat on the edge with her.

Now with Simons arm over her shoulders and him rubbing her forearm comfortingly he began to speak again. "Are you okay?" She spoke back in between sobs "I'll... be... fine?" She finished with one big gulp. "Are you sure?" He responded as he was unconvinced, her response was just a slight nod of the head. "Would you wanna sleep here?", This time she turned and looked him in the eyes as she nodded.

Simon took the response and went with it, letting her crawl into bed first then him pulling the covers up over both of them. He gave a reassuring smile mainly to himself when she cuddled into him, helping her tears settle down, and as they slept it was clear now. This was one of the friendships people wish for and they had it, they may not have known it but they had it.

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