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bakerstreet2015-01-21 08:09 pm
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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?
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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.
buffy summers | btvs
something between 2 and 9
So, anyway, therein lies the cause for one of her finer ideas to pop into her head! That being they stay up and have a food-movie victory party. So in the hopes of slowly working towards the approval instead of just being sent to bed--]
Buffy? Are you hungry after all that? Maybe we can order pizza.
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she smiles. she, too, is hungry and restless. ] Maybe. Depends. Can we not load it up with double anchovies this time?
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Hm, I guess we can do that. Or, um, make it half and half and do a movie night since you saved the world for the billionth time.
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[ she abandons her jacket to a heap upon the sofa and reaches for the phonebook. propping its spine up with one hand, she leafs through. intent on the yellow pages, but she always seems to have a side-eye upon her sister. worrying, even now. ]
Fine. Half-and-half. But that means we're also getting pineapple.
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that said, she doesn't waste anytime in moving to begin looking over the movies stashed off to the side of the couch, paying a slightly milder attention to what buffy does.]
Uh-huh. You can have your pineapple as long as they don't touch my side. Sometimes they're too squishy, and smell like beer... um, so what movie?
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she grabs the phone. ] They do not smell like beer. In fact, I will take this as beautiful lovely proof that you have no idea what beer smells like. Thank God.
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It's not like I couldn't smell what you guys drink at the Bronze. [for instance.
but then dawn quiets down since buffy picks up the phone. in a matter of speaking, she's said what she needs to and it's ingrained into her being to not bother someone on the phone. well, for the most part. she's not going to mess with the pizza gods because the punishment for talking over an order is usually the wrong pizza showing up at the door.]
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[ clever. ]
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Wobbly pop. Does something like that really even exist?
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[ silence. silence. silence. then: ] Oh! Hi. Hello, yes, hi. Uhhhm. Two large pizzas, please. Stuffed crusts? Yah-huh. Pepperoni and onions and half anchovies and half pineapple and -- [ SILENCE. ] Yeah, I understand I could just get one with anchovies and one with pineapple but that's not the...
Yes. I'm serious. I --
[ more silence. this time accompanied by a face. ]
4....? maybe season 5....
Now he just has to come up with an excuse for why he's visiting.]
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she's stretched board-stiff in bed trying hard to catch at least a moment of shut-eye. but no -- nothing. and the task becomes even more impossible when she hears the clatter of the kitchen door. she knows its click and the subtle notes of its use. with a groan, she drags herself up. she smooths her fingertips over the cotton-and-uber-blend fabric of dark coloured work-out gear she'd still been wearing when she made her valiant attempt at sleep.
and with a groan, she came soft-stepping her way downstairs. ] Dawnie? [ she calls out from the bottom step. it's an easy assumption to make. ] I thought you were at Lisa's all afternoon. Something about a volcano or a model solar system or another equally clichéd school project--?
[ she rounds the corner. ]
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Model volcanos were already old and tired when I was in school. You should talk to her about doing projects that are actually interesting. Else she'll end up just another mindless human drone like the rest of the people in this sorry town.
[Yep, that's all because of too many volcano science projects.]
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Spike. [ she stands readied. on edge. ] To what do I owe the displeasure?
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[Said like it's the most obvious thing in the world while also not remotely answering the question....]
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[ and then pretending like she didn't actually care at all, buffy bee-lined to the fridge. she hauls the door open and begins picking over the contents. left-overs. sour milk. a sad looking bowl of grapes. ]
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...that's just sad. Don't you ever go grocery shopping?
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[ she rolls her eyes and settles for the bowl of grapes. ]
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[ she huffs. she puffs. she scoops up a handful of vine-tangled grapes. ] I'm not giving Dawn even a scrap of grocery-money control. We'd be stuck living off licorice and peanut butter for weeks.
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