Dash came over quite often even though it was a small apartment. Normally you two would go to the gym, have a wrestling match, or read. Sometimes you would just sit and talk. But none of those options jumped out at you as a good idea. Even though you’d come to an agreement with Dash about your current situation your brain was still racing a mile a minute. You really needed some time to digest it all. After all, it was only a few hours ago that you’d obliviously gone to the park to help her with a trick. You should really ask her to let you get some rest. An afternoon nap would do you good.