It was late at night, and Remy awoke, panicked and crying. He’d had another nightmare about loosing his parents in that fire. He looked over at Emile, and whimpered, curling up to him.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go... — Dr. Seuss
