Ninarino

You wake up in a frenzy, drawing a cold sweat and erratic breathing. It's 3 am, right on schedule for the past 5 years. Once you calm down, attempting to take  a look around your empty room but can only make out shapes from the moonlight peeking through the blinds.    "It's okay. It's okay. You are here. You are still here..." You coo to yourself, slowly cupping your eyes and drawing your knees towards your chest. You refused to let the little hiccups of weakness well up in yourself  and flood your eyes. It's gonna be a long night.... ~~~ *BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*    "Ugh, what time is it?" You whip your head at your phone, it's 7 am