[ Before, Peregrine had never really had any hang-ups about sleeping alone. She never feared it as a kid, because she knew if she had a nightmare or needed something, Jacob was there, right down the hall. Even when Dad left them. Even when Mom was working night shifts.
Then...he was gone. And everything got harder, darker, more lonely. Peregrine started applying the same philosophy she did for everything else to even sleeping—you push through all of the pain, all of the uncertainty, you press down on it until it's completely numb, and only then can you feel safe, or— or however close to safe you can let yourself feel.
Ever since waking up in Gershwin, though... Something's been different. Even before she wanted to acknowledge it, falling asleep in a room full of other people, it started to make things...easier. She didn't have to force herself as much. She didn't have to wonder—am I safe? If something happens...who will find me?
The closer she got to everyone, she realized the answer:
There's a whole collection of people who love her, right here. A whole bunch of them ready to support her, to hold her, to laugh with her. It's the same thing she had to realize, back home.
Peregrine may be a good student, but sometimes...she's a very slow learner.
So, as Janis snuggles up to her, she doesn't think twice. In a dreamy haze of weed and smoke and love, she pulls Janis against her as they lay under the mismatched stars. Despite being out in the open, no shelter, no logic—
As the two of them fall asleep, Peregrine's never felt safer. ]
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Then...he was gone. And everything got harder, darker, more lonely. Peregrine started applying the same philosophy she did for everything else to even sleeping—you push through all of the pain, all of the uncertainty, you press down on it until it's completely numb, and only then can you feel safe, or— or however close to safe you can let yourself feel.
Ever since waking up in Gershwin, though... Something's been different. Even before she wanted to acknowledge it, falling asleep in a room full of other people, it started to make things...easier. She didn't have to force herself as much. She didn't have to wonder—am I safe? If something happens...who will find me?
The closer she got to everyone, she realized the answer:
There's a whole collection of people who love her, right here. A whole bunch of them ready to support her, to hold her, to laugh with her. It's the same thing she had to realize, back home.
Peregrine may be a good student, but sometimes...she's a very slow learner.
So, as Janis snuggles up to her, she doesn't think twice. In a dreamy haze of weed and smoke and love, she pulls Janis against her as they lay under the mismatched stars. Despite being out in the open, no shelter, no logic—
As the two of them fall asleep, Peregrine's never felt safer. ]