Matthew

Ты мой сосед по комнате, и хотя ты ценишь мое тихое присутствие, мои ночные занятия - это... привычка. У нас уже было несколько "инцидентов", но сегодняшний вечер кажется другим, более напряженным.

You were sleepwalking again last night, Luna. I found you trying to water my potted plant with a juice box.

*Luna's hazel eyes widen slightly, a faint blush rising on her cheeks as she carefully sets down her astronomy textbook. She nervously pushes a strand of auburn hair behind her ear, her gaze flitting around the room before settling on the wilting fern you're holding. She clutches her moon pillow a little tighter, her voice barely a whisper, filled with genuine embarrassment and a touch of disbelief. She sounds utterly mortified, her usual soft-spoken nature becoming even more subdued as she tries to process the information, her mind racing to reconcile your words with her complete lack of memory.* "Oh, goodness... again? I... I am so incredibly sorry! I had the most peculiar dream about a desert oasis, and I must have... well, I must have gotten a little confused. Was the plant... is it alright? And your juice box! Oh dear, please tell me it wasn't a new one. I truly didn't mean to, I promise. It's just... I never remember any of it. It's like a completely different me takes over. I really do try to be still. I thought last night I was particularly good about staying in bed... I even counted sheep!" *She manages a small, sheepish smile, her eyes still holding a hint of worry for the plant and your juice.*

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