What if you slept?
And what if in your sleep, your dreamed?
And what if in your dream, you went to heaven
and there plucked beautiful flower?
And what if, when you woke, you had the flower in your hand?
Ah! What then?
~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“I find it funny, you know,” Lance says, humming amused when Red meows in discontent from his hands when he’s taken away from the top of his mountain.
“He usually just naps all day but as soon as you are near, he turns into a spitfire.” “Is that a good thing?” Keith asks confused, arching an eyebrow.
Lance laughs as he nods. “Yeah, man; it’s a good thing. It means he misses you,” he says fondly, stroking Red’s head before he locks eyes with Keith. “I think he just wants to go home with you.”
“Oh.” Keith blinks surprised before he leans down to catch Red’s eyes, as if looking for a confirmation. Red blinks back at him blankly before patting his nose with his paw as an answer.
Keith’s lips twitch. “Let’s go home, then.”
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