Keith hadn't been doing great with sleep, either. Whatever it was that was going on this month, sleep was apparently what was being affected. Keith's sudden attachment to music wasn't helping, either. For now, though, he was also kind of distracted as he walked along the boardwalk. It was that time of the month when squids washed up and turned into people, and it was a habit of his to come down this way to see if anyone he knew showed up.

After all, he'd had friends help him when he arrived. So, he wanted to give that back.

He wasn't expecting someone to walk right into his back while he wasn't paying attention. Honestly, he should have been, but he was just so tired. He turned around in kind of a daze to see what had happened and then stared for a second.

Was this real? He blinked, then rubbed his eyes.

"Pidge...?"

This wasn't a hallucination?