"Uwaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"
The agonized cry echoed through the cabin at an unholy hour.
It was the kind of sound that suggested someone had either lost a limb, discovered bankruptcy, or realized all their stashed snacks had expired at once.
Kyle jolted awake instantly.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a husky but concerned voice, befitting someone who had just woken up.
"Are you okay?"
But just beside him, Ollie looked absolutely devastated.
"No!" the blonde wailed, eyes watery and hair sticking out in every direction. "Absolutely nothing happened after waiting for so long! Ahhhhhh Kyleeeee!"
Aforementioned Kyle blinked once.
Twice.
His sleep-addled brain slowly began processing the information in front of him.
Then, very slowly, the events of the previous night replayed in his head.
Or more accurately, replayed around his wife.
Because, in truth, the blonde himself had barely moved.
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