bakerstreet | can't sleep.

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It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?

i n s t r u c t i o n s

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01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
10 • WILDCARD. Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.

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[It is late, or really early depending on how you looked at 2 a.m. on a Tuesday. Stiles has finally gotten back into a normal routine of sleeping, but tonight there was an image in his head that Stiles can't seem to get rid of, an image that makes him feel simultaneously ill and completely hollowed out. By the time he reaches the McCall house, he's cried twice and it's only a four block walk. Being out after dark in Beacon Hills wasn't a great idea on a good night, let alone a night when someone was emotionally wrecked. But he hadn't felt okay enough to drive, the image of Allison dead in his best friend's arm playing on an endless loop in his mind. My fault. So many people had died because of him. Because he'd been so weak.

He has forgotten his key because he wasn't driving and he hesitates before knocking on Scott's window, rubbing a hand over his face tiredly. Once upon a time he would have just opened it and climbed through -- Scott always left it unlocked for him, ever since they were kids and Stiles' dad had been drinking too much. His dad had recovered from his alcohol issue even as Scott's dad's had gotten worse. Just another reason they'd been so close growing up. There was too much pain, too much neither of them could deal with by themselves. Tonight was like that, too. But he's still too raw from the possession to just open the window and climb through the way he used to. Everything was different now. Everything had changed.

He waits for Scott to appear at the window.]

[Scott had been fast asleep by the time Stiles arrived. But through his slumber he heard the knocking on the window. He stirs awake and sits up in bed. The knocking sounded a few more times before it stopped. He climbed out of bed and walked over to the window. he moves the drapes away and spots Stiles looking miserable. With worry quickly rising in his chest he opened the window.]

What's wrong bro? [He asked with concern in his voice and stepped aside so that Stiles could climb in.] Are you hurt? Did something happen?

[He can tell that Scott had been asleep and he feels bad for waking him. None of them really get enough sleep and hadn't in a long time. But it was instinct that brought him to the McCall house. It has been his second home for as long as he can remember. He did briefly contemplate going to Lydia's, but somehow he figures that Melissa will be a lot more understanding about a late night visit than Lydia's mother, and she'll also be a lot less likely to flunk him in chemistry as punishment.

He hesitates for a moment before climbing through the window, and he just shakes his head.]

I couldn't sleep. Nothing -- nothing happened. I just couldn't sleep.

Oh alright dude. You can stay here if you want. I'm sure we can think about something which'll tire you out bro. [Realizing how it sounded, Scott coughs embarrassed.] I mean... we can talk, watch YouTube videos or play cards.

[Scott picks up his shirt from the floor and puts it on. He then sits down at the bed and pats next to him for Stiles to sit down.]

I'm here for you buddy.

Yeah. I'll just...no you should sleep. I'll just sit. I'm okay, I just didn't want to be alone right now and then I was here. [He rubs his hands over his face tiredly because he is tired. He's exhausted and he sinks down onto the edge of Scott's mattress beside him.]

I'll just sit here.

I can't sleep when I know you're going through a hard time bro. [Scott then wraps his arm around Stiles and gives him a friendly hug.] I won't sleep until I know you're fine.

[He leans into Scott because it's as natural as breathing. Scott is his brother and he'd saved Stiles' life a ridiculous amount of times recently even if Stiles still thinks maybe it had been a bad decision.]

What if that's never?

Then I won't sleep unless I collapses. I can't fathom what you feel but those deaths wasn't your fault. We saved you and I'll do my best to help you get through it. You're my best friend, my pack and my brother Stiles.

I don't want you to collapse.

[All of them weigh on him, but it'll always be Allison's that haunts him the most. He doesn't think it's something he'll ever really not blame himself for. He'd let that thing - that monster - into his head to begin with. He'd give anything to switch places with her.]

I know. I know, Scott.

Then you have to stop blaming yourself bro. You're alive and that thing isn't. I know that it doesn't make it better but... [Scott trails off not sure what to say. Instead he gives Stiles another hug.] Things are better now than a day ago... It'll get easier dude.

[The problem is that he doesn't know how to stop blaming himself. He still blames himself for his mom dying. Sometimes it's just too much to deal with and in those moments he sought out his best friend. Maybe eventually he'll just be able to carry it without feeling like he's going to break. Maybe.

He nods at Scott's words.]

One day at a time, right?

One day at a time. And if you need someone to lean against my window is always open.

I know, Dude. Thanks.

No problems dude. You want to stay here tonight? I can make the sofa for you.

You sure your mom won't mind when she wakes up to the sight of me unconscious on her couch?

It's you Stiles. She won't mind.

Feeling tired? Y'know my previous suggestions still stands.

Okay.

Schools in a few hours. We should probably do that whole responsible young adult thing and try to sleep. Right?

Since when have we done the responsible thing dude? But yeah we both should get some sleep.

Hey you've at least made progress in that department.

I guess that's something good I gained through this.

can't sleep.

Scott McCall | Teen Wolf

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