[Her legs tangle with his, her body tucks itself in against him, and she lets herself fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat, and the feel of his fingertips brushing her hair and her back the way she always does every single night. Just like every other time, he's the last thing that she thinks about before she the sleep washes over her and her breathing evens out...
And soon enough, once she's fallen all the way, her world swirls around her. Darkness turns into warm flickering lights and there's a shift from the comfort of her bed into the comfort of something else familiar. A quiet bar at the end of the night after all the guests have left, with the jukebox playing music gently in the back. She has a rag in her hand and she's standing over one of the tables as if she's just woken back up in the middle of setting the chairs up for closing time. There are still voices chattering and laughter ringing out on the other side of the door, but it's just her in the bar.
For now.
Until Eustace wanders into the dream, and he'll be standing outside at the bottom of the steps leading up to the bar...]
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And soon enough, once she's fallen all the way, her world swirls around her. Darkness turns into warm flickering lights and there's a shift from the comfort of her bed into the comfort of something else familiar. A quiet bar at the end of the night after all the guests have left, with the jukebox playing music gently in the back. She has a rag in her hand and she's standing over one of the tables as if she's just woken back up in the middle of setting the chairs up for closing time. There are still voices chattering and laughter ringing out on the other side of the door, but it's just her in the bar.
For now.
Until Eustace wanders into the dream, and he'll be standing outside at the bottom of the steps leading up to the bar...]