Dave awoke with a start. Glancing over at his phone, it read 3:12. “What the hell?” he thought to himself. When he tried to go back to sleep, he heard rustling coming from the foot of his bed, as though there was something under the covers. Lifting them up, he was met with Holly's face staring back at him, a broad grin stretching from ear to ear. “What are you doing here?! Your parents are still home,” he began, before sh...