Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170522035640/@comment-31749612-20170527001152

(I mean, no-one else is really on... So I'm going to skip ahead a bit.)

''A few hours later, Whiskey jumped up, staring forward. It was definitely the middle of the night, and his hands were shaking as fear was on his face. Tears strolled down his cheeks as he looked at his hands. "Am I... Crying? Did I- I just wake up crying?" He put his head in his hands and thought about something, causing a sad expression to hit him. "What a nightmare..." He thought as he looked up and shook his head, trying to forget the nightmare, nothing but terror would be in his eyes as he tried to forget.''

"W- Why do I keep getting this r- reacurring nightmare?" ''He whispered to himself as he grabbed the pencil and continued drawing, since he thought he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. He lifted his goggles and wiped away the tears, he then put his goggles back on and continued drawing. This would be a bit difficult however, since his eyes were shking a bit.''