Sweet Dreams: Alice

But she was so wound up from everything else going on in her life that she couldn't get out of her own way. The kind of girl who was smart enough to know she was falling behind but too proud to admit she needed help until the last possible second. The lamp on the nightstand cast warm shadows across her face and she looked peaceful and soft and completely unaware of what was about to happen to her. The magic only held if they didn't remember, if they woke up confused and sore and chalked it up to taking too much.