God I'm tired, barely got any sleep. These random night terrors are killing me....
I can't even remember what they're about, I forget as soon as I wake up, but the fear and adrenaline is still there. I wipe the sweat from my forehead. I would go back to sleep I don't have to keep unpacking for another... Two hours! But I know if I do I'll just wake up screaming again. Sigh. I got up and went downstairs to make breakfast, but someone was already there.  "Tye?" I was genuinely surprised, guy can barely make his own breakfast, so why's he here making mine!? " The hell you doing here it's too early.. " He turned around smiling at me  ,"oh, morning Caden! I thought I could come over early to start unpacking so you wouldn't have to do too much,  but then I got hungry and saw you had food so... " I gave him an annoyed frown, "how did you even get in anyway..." He laughed nervously "Definitely not through the  doggy door." I was too tired for this, I silently stood next to Tye and started to help. This was going to be a long day....