Flash put his head against my shoulder as I drove off into the night, back to my apartment. I parked outside, helping him out. We walked up the stairs, to the top of the flat. I collapsed onto my bed. Flash helped me get undressed and he pulled on a pair of pyjamas for me. He then got into a pair of pyjamas and placed me in bed. He slid into bed, switching off the bedside lamp.
“G'night,” he whispered.
I was snoring.
I suddenly woke up, sweating violently, panting. Flash switched on the light. “What?” he asked.
“A nightmare,” I said. “Gilda came up behind me and stabbed me!”
I whimpered. Flash sighed. “Do you want a glass of water?” he asked.
I nodded. Flash got out of bed. He walked into the kitchen, filled up a glass of water and walked back to the bedroom, handing me the glass of water.
I drank it. “Can I take my pyjama bottoms off?” I asked. “I feel a bit hot.”
I took off my pyjama bottoms and chucked them onto a chair. Flash smiled. He took off his bums and chucked them on top of my bums.
He switched off the light. I snuggled next to him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.