cadet_amara | Restless Nights (with theguywithagun)

Amara’s eyes snapped open in the middle of the night. The usual feeling of panic and shock that accompanied a nightmare came over her, and for a split second she couldn’t remember where she was. It was always alarming, waking up in unfamiliar surroundings. She blinked her eyes a few times and took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.

A loud snort beside her drew her attention, and she rolled over to look for the source. There was Lieutenant Commander Frank Giotto, one of Starfleet’s finest, fast asleep, drooling and snoring, loudly. Amara couldn’t help but smile a little. That was hardly an attractive look. He was also completely wrapped up in the covers, leaving her with just the edge of the blanket, and it was freezing in his quarters.

With a sigh she sat up. Even though a lot of the panic from the nightmare had left, she knew she wasn’t going to get back to sleep. She was cold and Frank’s snoring was loud enough to wake the dead. However, she didn’t want to leave. She had told him she’d stay this time, and while she was discovering his sleeping habits lacked something to be desired, it was nice not to wake up alone. Next time she would have to bring earplugs. For now, maybe he kept an extra blanket in the closet or something.

Careful not to wake him she got out of bed and went over to the closet to look. Unfortunately, it was hard to see in the dark and his quarters were unfamiliar. She tripped over something halfway there and ended up sprawled out on the floor. “Ow…” She muttered, sitting up on the floor and rubbing what would soon be a very bruised knee. This was not going well.