This time, Dal set an alarm on his phone before toeing his shoes off and crawling into the bed they'd shared just the night before. This was how he normally slept: in his clothes and very much alone. It was harder to fall asleep with the memory of Gabriel's arms so fresh in his mind. For a time, he tossed and turned, sleeping fitfully, then finally falling still. A few hours passed peacefully until Dal bolted upright, practically screaming.