67. Quell

Sis, bro and Lars


”Alex?”

Alex groaned a little and turned in his sleep. “It’s Saturday.” He murmured opening one eye. But it wasn’t his alarmclock or his mother, it was his little sister. He frowned slightly. “What are you doing here? What time is it?”

As soon as she noticed he was awake she ran as fast as her short legs could carry her and jumped up in his bed with her favourite Pygmy Puff; Lars. Alex turned his eyes away from the glaring Lars and looked down at his little sister.

“I had a nightmare.”

“Ssh, it’s alright. I’m here. And Lars.”