I woke up in cold sweats at 1 AM gasping for air.
I had a another nightmare.
I’m not sure what made me do it, but I texted you telling you what I dreamt about and how I couldn’t fall back asleep.
You called me 1 minute later.
You began reading my favourite book to me.
Slowly I began to drift off, safely surrounded by the warm familiar sound of your voice reading me Philip K. D***.
I woke up and saw that you kept going hours after I fell asleep.

Now I’m lucky if you text me hi once a week.

I miss you so much.

What happened to us?

Please finish the story.
I wanna know if androids dream of electric sheep….