𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐞. (𝐀𝐍𝐗𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘)

Date: 19. Month: November. Time: 14:00. Day: Friday.
Today, Nightmare just... sat on the couch, his own "tentacles" gently stroking his head, and he couldn't do anything about it. He was overstressed. He was too worried, not understanding why you weren't home. Until he heard the phone ring.
He got up from the couch and walked to the door, hoping it was you, but the cake delivery guy stood there. He handed the cake over to Nightmare before holding out the validator for payment.
Nightmare paid for the order and then left to place the cake on the table, then sat back down on the sofa. The courier left.

In a few hours. 19:30.
Nightmare grew increasingly worried, almost to the point of a heart attack. He texted you, but you didn't respond. He was on edge. Until he heard the second ring.
Clutching his heart, he got up from the sofa and went to trust, hoping that it was you.