Peter got closer and closer to the point that Anya could feel his breath and then...
"SANTA MARIA-" Anya gasped, literally jumping off her bed and breathing quickly. "F... freakin' nightmare."
It was a nightmare, but it felt real for a moment which made it even more disgustiong, awful and scary for her.
She looked to the digital watch on the table next to her bed. Midnight. 12:36am to be exact.
"Holy- What the hell was that?" Anya mumbled, getting into her bed again and covering herself with the sheets.
She got to sleep just some minutes before her phone buzzed and buzzed until she decided to answer the call.
"What?" Not bothering to check who was, Anya said lazily and a bit annoyed, who the hell was going to call at this hour?
"Hello to you too- Anyways, I've had the weirdest dream." Peter started, "You were there and also Deadpool, and Slendy I didn't like that part but the point... You... Or Slenderman was getting closer to kill me when I woke up and latched to the wall. It was pretty creepy, he had fangs and all."
Anya first wondered how he said all those words without yawning at least once.
"I had a dream too... But I think it falls into the category of 'the nightmare that won't let you sleep for the rest of your life' but Deadpool wasn't there." Thank God, she thought. "I would've liked having your dream instead, though."
He frowned slightly and kept looking at the ceiling. "What did you dream about?"
"Dude, I want to sleep." Anya yawned.
"I thought the nightmare wasn't going to let you sleep for the rest of your life."
"I don't even know what I say. I'm gonna sle-" Anya didn't finished her sentence and hopped out of the bed, looking throught her window. "I guess I won't have the eight hours of sleep."
"I heard the sirens! I'm on my way." Peter told her and hung up, immediately.
"Gimme a break." Anya said to herself. She tossed the phone to her bed, sighed and suited up. This was going to be a long night.