Only When We Close Our Eyes

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The person they crave the most might not be real to their conscious.

©queenofapology

I do not own any of the famous/well-known beings in this story. It is completely fictional made up in my mind.
  1. One
    . . . October Smith wept herself to sleep.
  2. Two
    . . . "Don't be sad. I'm here now,"
  3. Three
    . . . "What would the hobo say?" . . . "He would say to open your eyes."
  4. Four
    . . . "Didn't you already sleep . . . like three times?"
  5. Five
    . . . "Or something,"
  6. Six
    . . . "Spell silk,"
  7. Seven
    . . . Something needed to be done about this.
  8. Eight
    . . . "Getting some beauty sleep before the big night, eh?"
  9. Nine
    . . . "Dressed like a girl,"
  10. Ten
    . . . "My granmother's sixty seventh birthday party was better than this,"
  11. Eleven
    . . . "This," Ryan swallowed, dreading to say the rest.
  12. Twelve
    . . . ""Dirty? Like naughty dreams? Am I in them?"
  13. Thirteen
    . . . And a bracelet missing from his wrist.