*he called for dexter*

*he walked out the room, shutting off the lights before closing the door*

Oh damn.*he got up, picking him up and putting him on the bed, covering him up with blankets*

*he pulled out coffee, drinking it*

*he pulled out an apple, eating it whole*

Idk.

Uhhhhhh...

*he shrugged*

Nuh-uh.

Apple sauce.

Sleep.

U look tired asf. Go to sleep.

*he looked at nm* sup.

*he woke up an hour later* huh...

No little Timmy, ur moms dead..*he said in his sleep*

*he hugged his plush tighter*

*he went back to snoring*

*he woke up, not noticing nm and grabbing his sun plushie which was next to him, hugging it tightly and falling asleep*

*he snored*

*he fell asleep*