“Go to bed!

” Evelyn yelled from her own room, obviously aware of the eleven year old boys
snickering and laughter.

“Your mom sounds mad“ The boy chuckled as he laid down on the mattress on the floor,
throwing the sheets over himself.

“She always sounds mad” The other boy replied as he crawled into his own bed, a flick of the
wrist and the lights were off. “Night Brett”.

“Night” and with a few other mumbles they drifted to sleep.

--

“Skyler-“ he whispered as he shook the other boys shoulder lightly. “-h-hey Sky scoot over.”

“Wha?” Skyler furrowed his eyebrows, irritated by the interruption of his sleep.

“Scoot over, I had a nightmare.”

“So?”

There was no answer, just the sight of his best friend’s icy eyes pouring down on him, pain and
disappointment in his expression.

“Ugh, whatever” He grabbed a hold of his sheets, pulling them up enough for Brett, in seconds
he felt another warm body next to him now. “Go to sleep.”

By morning Skyler had turned into an octopus, and there was no way Brett was going to be able
to get out of the tangled limbs without waking him up.