Right Outside Nonexis Tent, Buttcrack of Dawn, Wednesday

[whenshewasnice]

On a vaguely optimistic note, the unnecessarily vivid nightmare that woke Natalie up in the middle of the night proved once and for all that she didn't need Sam and his ghosts to mess up her sleep. Her own brain could do that for her just fine, and not just that, but it could specialize it for her exact fears and repressed thoughts, producing images of ghosts and gore and Todd and Sam and even the school treasurer she hadn't thought about in a while, and just a little bit of heartbreak, all on its own.

It also made her scramble quietly out of her sleeping bag and out of the tent, because the best thing to do upon waking up from all of that was to get herself to wake up completely. The sun wasn't up yet, so the air wasn't as warm as it would be during the day. That helped. Kneeling right outside the tent, Natalie shook her head, trying to get the last of the groggy fog to clear and take the remnants of that stupid nightmare with it. She spared a fleeting thought to whether she'd woken anyone up in the tent, and whether she should call Sam or something. That idea got scrapped, though. Her phone was inside the tent, and she didn't know where he'd be, anyway. No point potentially waking up people in another tent, too. She could handle this on her own. Just a dumb nightmare.

So now she was going to sit right here in her pajamas until her heart stopped pounding and the rational part of her mind got control of the rest of it. Or until places in town started opening for the day. Whichever happened first.

[ooc: Open for tentmates and random super early wanderers alike! Yes, this is slight method RP. Screw you, random nightmares waking me up in terror at four in the morning.]

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[whenshewasnice]

"Great," Natalie replied, dryly. As was her way, but not having slept enough yet made it worse. "Hopefully I won't dream this loudly any other nights."

Though she figured it could have made for some weird cosmic balance if she turned into someone keeping others awake, now that she was separated from Sam.

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Yeah, if it wasn't Natalie's dream, it was sure to be someone else's. "Can I put in a vote for no more dreams like that one, loud or not?" he asked. Because terrifying as it had been second-hand, without context, it had to have been worse for Natalie herself.

[whenshewasnice]

That was usually how it worked. And it had been plenty terrifying. "It's out of my hands," she drawled, and oh how she wished it hadn't been. "The brain does what it wants."

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately," Toby said dryly. "Though I guess there's always lucid dreaming, if you're into that."

[whenshewasnice]

"I'd just prefer not to dream at all."

That was fairly honest, actually. It would have made it so much easier not to think about Todd or anything else that hurt. "

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Think the only way you can realistically make that happen is to drug yourself," Toby noted. Natalie didn't seem the type to go for that sort of 'solution'.