He Sees You When You're Sleeping

by Emily Antoinette

I’m learning all sorts of fun new things about myself these days. I order things in my sleep, and apparently I’m strangely turned on by the masked nightmare guy…even when he threatens to rip out my throat mid-kiss.

It bonks me in the head, a physical manifestation of how fucking dumbfounded I am. Because my brain? Empty. No lights, no one is home, executive error.