Literature
Nobody loves you more chptr 12
Sora woke with a scream, his body shivering, his fitful sleep having thrown his duvet to the floor. Sweat glistened on hi naked chest as early dawn light shone through his open window. He grabbed his phone, fumbling with the numbers for a while as his eyes honed in. He finally got a text off to Roxas, before he slumped back and wrapped up in his retrieved duvet. He was surprised to get a reply within a minute or 2.
'I no, I had the same dream... Damn it's cold, u ok Sora?' Was the blonde's mispelt reply.
'Fine, duhn worry, what about u? We shared a dream... that's kinda cool! cept this one was weird =__='
'I guess I'm ok, a little spooked.