((Two things: One, I don't own any artwork I use. Two, we all have our own adaptations of Sally face, my adaptation is Sally's a girl. Aside from that, enjoy!))
Sally shot up in a cold sweat. Fucking nightmares. It seems that tonight was another sleepless night. She grabbed her walkie and held the button, "Larry?" She said and released the button. After a few minutes, static and a groggy voice came through, "Sally, what's up?" Larry asked. Sally replied, "I'm having nightmares again." She yawned a bit. There was a chuckle and then Larry said, "Come on down." Sally smiled a bit and grabbed her mask. She walked out of her room and found her dad passed out on the couch. She walked out quietly as to not disturb him. Sally made her way to the elevator and rode down to the basement, finally she made it to the basement. Yawning once more and stretching she headed into Larry's apartment. She slowly opened Larry's door to see him asleep on the floor. She entered and sat next to him and shook him, "Larry, wake up." She whisper shouted. He stirred and opened his eyes, "Hey Sal, you can take the bed." He mumbled out and rolled back over. She shrugged and took her mask off. After setting it down she laid in Larry's bed being engulfed in his huge mass of blankets. The scent being so heavily soothing to her, Sally started to dose off when Larry suddenly climbed into bed next to her. With him next to her, she could fall asleep with no worries.
((This was kind of short considering I've never used Wattpad for writing stories. Hope you guys like it. Gimme tips or ideas and they might go into the next Chapter.))
