Sonic sat up, dazed. His head was throbbing, and his body was burning with the dreams he'd just awoken from, dreams about Amy. What was wrong with him? He stood and walked to the bathroom to get a drink of water and some aspirin. He'd been thinking about Amy more and more lately. It was really starting to bother him. Oh, well. I'll think about it tomorrow. He let out a sigh and drank deeply, swallowing the pills with the water. It's not like I have anything important planned for tomorrow.
He walked back into his bedroom and pulled the covers over his head. Hours later, he was still wide awake, tossing-and-turning, trying to get Amy's image o