C5 Unintentionally

My head throbbed, a dull ache that pulsed in time with the lingering remnants of a bizarre dream. In the dream, Laxus had been standing in my room, his presence as real as the air I breathed. I jolted upright, my eyes scanning the room, searching for any trace of him. Finding nothing, I let out a shaky breath of relief.

"Thank God," I muttered