Phoebe
Nightlight
Phoebe woke with a startle and didn't know where she was.
She crawled out of the bed and walked to the window. The whole city was lit up below her. She was confused, but she slowly remembered the police woman taking her to Bill's house.
She walked out of the room and went to the kitchen. She wanted to get herself a glass of milk. The cabinets were very high so she climbed up on it and opened a random cabinet. It was full of cereals and oatmeal and she was confused.
She jumped back off the counter and looked into the fridge.
There was a small carton of milk and some other items within the fridge.
"Hey. Whatchya doing?" Bill had walked into the room and found Phoebe looking through the cabinets and the fridge.
She startled and looked over towards Bill.
"Sorry." She looked down.
Bill flicked the light on.
"It's okay. What are you looking for?" He came over to the fridge and began looking in it with her.
"Wanted some milk." She mumbled. "Couldn't find the cups though."
"All you have to do is come get me. I can always help."
"Okay." She moved away from the fridge.
Bill took out the milk and grabbed a cup from the cupboard.
Phoebe had walked to the window and was looking down at the city.
"We're up really high."
"Yeah. Do you like it?" Bill put the milk away and brought the cup to Phoebe. He looked out the window with her.
"I like the lights." She answered after she took a sippy of the milk.
"I like the lights too." He smiled.
"Is that room mine?" Phoebe asked quietly.
"Yeah. I never had much use for it." He shrugged.
"The room is dark." She said. "I don't like it."
"Would you like me to get you a nightlight?"
"What's a nightlight?"
"Well. They go into your wall and when your room is dark at night you can still see."
"I want one of those." She said.
"I'll see what I can do." Bill patted her shoulder.
"Can I sleep with the light on?"
"Yeah of course."
She held the cup up and waited for Bill to take it then went to the room.
He took the cup to the sink and rinsed it out and left it in the sink to clean tomorrow.
When he was walking back to his room, he stopped at Phoebe's.
"Everything okay?" He asked her.
"Yeah." She shook her head yes. "Goodnight, Bill."
"Goodnight, Phoebe."
She crawled out of the bed and walked to the window. The whole city was lit up below her. She was confused, but she slowly remembered the police woman taking her to Bill's house.
She walked out of the room and went to the kitchen. She wanted to get herself a glass of milk. The cabinets were very high so she climbed up on it and opened a random cabinet. It was full of cereals and oatmeal and she was confused.
She jumped back off the counter and looked into the fridge.
There was a small carton of milk and some other items within the fridge.
"Hey. Whatchya doing?" Bill had walked into the room and found Phoebe looking through the cabinets and the fridge.
She startled and looked over towards Bill.
"Sorry." She looked down.
Bill flicked the light on.
"It's okay. What are you looking for?" He came over to the fridge and began looking in it with her.
"Wanted some milk." She mumbled. "Couldn't find the cups though."
"All you have to do is come get me. I can always help."
"Okay." She moved away from the fridge.
Bill took out the milk and grabbed a cup from the cupboard.
Phoebe had walked to the window and was looking down at the city.
"We're up really high."
"Yeah. Do you like it?" Bill put the milk away and brought the cup to Phoebe. He looked out the window with her.
"I like the lights." She answered after she took a sippy of the milk.
"I like the lights too." He smiled.
"Is that room mine?" Phoebe asked quietly.
"Yeah. I never had much use for it." He shrugged.
"The room is dark." She said. "I don't like it."
"Would you like me to get you a nightlight?"
"What's a nightlight?"
"Well. They go into your wall and when your room is dark at night you can still see."
"I want one of those." She said.
"I'll see what I can do." Bill patted her shoulder.
"Can I sleep with the light on?"
"Yeah of course."
She held the cup up and waited for Bill to take it then went to the room.
He took the cup to the sink and rinsed it out and left it in the sink to clean tomorrow.
When he was walking back to his room, he stopped at Phoebe's.
"Everything okay?" He asked her.
"Yeah." She shook her head yes. "Goodnight, Bill."
"Goodnight, Phoebe."
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Short. I'll update soon probs.