Dream wakes up with a frown, sleeping at night had been a literal nightmare, the events of the entire day replaying unwarranted in his head and keeping him from falling asleep until it was quite late.
"Finally, you're awake." Deidre pokes her head in, fully dressed. "I was about to get a bucket of water."
"What?" He blinks, surprised. "You tried waking me up?"
"Yeah, mom and I are already heading out, it's almost time to open and breakfast is on the table, just meet us up there."
"Sure." He mutters absently, falling on the bed on his back with his hands splayed out.
Dale was annoying not just in real life apparently but also as a figment of his imagination, it would have been bearable if he could get him out of his head.
"Ugh!" He groans, throwing off his covers and sitting up.