TAP IN

Tapping of my bedroom window brings me out of dreamland. It wasn't even a wonderful dream considering I was almost eaten by a Titan from AOT. This is why I never watch AOT before bed. I always end up dreaming about weird shit. My first instinct is to ignore it, reasoning that is probably the wind or a cat decided to play footsie with my window.

''Ignore it, Mel.'' 

With that resolve, I snuggle deep into the covers and close my barely open eyes hoping for a peaceful sleep.

Tap tap tap.

Ignore it.

Tap tap tap.

Ignore it.

Tap tap tap.

I jolt up in a mixture of annoyance and irritation. It's mostly annoyance because I need a solid six hours of shut-eye. ''What the actual fuck is going on?'' I whisper-yell. The time on my alarm clock reads 1:00am and I'm mad, scratch that, I'm pissed. Does this cat want a death wish?