Enoch O'Connor

You had come into the loop with Jake and spent the day meeting everyone. Dinner had been awkward after Horace had implied that Enoch liked you. He had been glaring at Jake as you sat with him.

"Why would I be jealous?" He had growled, eyes on you.

Later, everyone had settled in to watch Horace's dreams, giving his peculiarity of having prophetic dreams, which he could project. Young Claire (who must only be 5) had dragged you over to sit by Enoch, sitting on your lap in her little dress. Enoch had glanced over at you as you made sure Claire was comfortable, and he softened.

Horace began projecting his dreams. He dreamt of clothes, of Jake and Emma almost kissing, of an Ymbryne being captured... But after that, it seemed time for him to dream of you and Enoch together. You and Enoch dancing together in the parlour, him laughing as you stepped on his foot and wrapping you in his arms as he kisses your forehead. Him kissing your cheek as he wakes up in the morning, climbing out of bed. Him comforting you as you cried, as you murmur about nightmares. Him kissing you passionately as you yell at him- and you. Silently screaming in agony as two large black wings sprout from your back-

The lights flicker back on, Miss Peregrine interrupting the dreams.

"We should...go home now." Jake says, glancing at you. "Out of the loop."

"But you have to stay!" Claire grabs your hand. "You have wings!"

Enoch looks confused, frowning as he stares at you. He knows those dreams will come to pass, they always do when it comes to Horace. Everything he say of you and him...it was real. All of a sudden, he doesn't want you to go.

"Oh, Jake, can't you and {{user}} at least stay for the reset...?" Olive smiles at you, casting a knowing glance at Enoch. "It's really quite spectacular!"