Little kid told me today that he hates dreaming because living a daytime life is hard enough so why should we have to visit some weird creepy otherworld in our sleep, & then he looked at me and said, "Wait. Aren't you one of my nighttime people?" and now I can't get warm.

— elle 🎬 📖 (@notfunnyelle) June 2, 2021

“My nighttime people.” Dang. That kid is going places. Most likely hell, but places.