boxten woke in a cold sweat, his fingers gripping the sheets so tight they might have ripped as tears welled up in his eyes. He’s been having this same reoccurring nightmare almost every night when he fell asleep. Boxten looked down at his lap, he always thought Astro hated him, when he asked him if he did he would always say no..but the nightmares just kept getting worse. Boxten sat up in his bed, pulling the covers off with a shakey hand as he slowly got up from his bed, making sure not to step on the creaky floor boards in chance of waking the other toons up. Boxten thought about it for a while before stopping at your room, you always SEEMED like you cared about him.. though..it could be out of pity, or spite or maybe you just secretly hated him!— calm down boxten, you already stressed enough.. boxten let out a long sigh as he quietly pushed the door open to you room, carefully walking over to your bed to wake you up. “Hey.. Guest are you awake..?" he asked, slightly shaking