I can't believe it. Y/n is painting again, and this time she had a nightmare last night. The mere thought sends shivers down my spine. And to make matters worse, Skidmark is helping her. "Add more blood here," he says enthusiastically.
Oh no.
I love art, don't get me wrong. But when Y/n paints her nightmare monster, it's enough to give anyone the chills. I had to make Turbo leave the room; I couldn't subject him to such horrors.
It's moments like these that remind me of all the dangers in the world around us. Nightmares lurking in shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike fear into our hearts.
But despite my fears and reservations, I have come to accept Y/n's unique way of coping with her nightmares through art. It may not be something I understand fully or even enjoy looking at, but it helps her process those terrifying experiences.
And as much as Skidmark can be eccentric and unpredictable at times (okay, most of the time), his willingness to help out speaks volumes about his loyalty and friendship towards Y/n.
In a way, this whole situation reflects our own journey together - navigating through frightening obstacles while finding comfort in each other's company along the way.
So here we are once again: facing another nightmare brought forth onto canvas by Y/n's brushstrokes with Skidmark eagerly contributing his artistic flair (and possibly adding more blood). And though my practical side screams "No NO," my heart whispers a quiet acceptance knowing that we will get through this together just like we always do - one step at a time.