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Insomnia meme.

the i n s o m n i a meme

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

• Post with your character (note the name and fandom in the subject).
• Other people reply to you by generating a number from 1 to 10.
• Have fun!

o p t i o n s

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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[Who craves bloody steak at almost four in the morning? Well. This lady, that's who. If you knew more about her past haunts, maybe you would understand.

Unfortunately at some point in her moving about her phone got jostled in her pocket and auto-dialed. She only realizes after it's been ringing for a bit. Oops. That might wake someone on the other end, might it? Looks like there's nothing to do but wait to see if it gets picked up and if so sheepishly apologize.

When and how did she even get TJ's number?]

[ At first he tried to ignore it, but he always tried to keep his phone close at hand for emergencies and... four in the morning? That had to be an emergency. TJ didn't bother looking at the number through bleary eyes before he connected the call. It was clear from the single utterance he'd been asleep only moments before. In addition to that was an undercurrent of apprehension in his voice. ]

Hello?

[Not that he can see it, but hearing his voice warrants the briefest silent cringe.

She contemplates simply hanging up. Likely he'd never know who called, if she did. But as long as she has him on the line...who knows, maybe it's fate?]

Well. Mr. Hammond. This certainly isn't how I expected our next conversation would begin.

[ It took a few seconds for the voice to sink in. At first he just wondered who the hell ever called him 'Mr Hammond.' Just as that through furrowed his brow the recognition sank in.

Oh. Fuck, when did he give her his number? Damn.

He groaned audibly and the shuffle of blankets could be heard as he flopped over onto his back. At least it wasn't some sort of emergency. Small favours. ]

What time is it?

Far, far later than I would ever be calling you intentionally. Or should I say early?

Either way, it's [pause as she checks for accuracy] three forty-seven.

I'm out for a past-midnight snack but it seemed my handbag decided it wanted to talk to you. My apologies.

[ TJ grumbled incoherently, more to himself than into the phone. It didn't bother him terribly the the call woke him, he was just not a pleasant person when he first woke. ]

Denny's. Open all night.

[Despite the terribly awkward situation and their mutual aggravation and discomfort at being thrust into it, she manages a small snippet of a laugh at that. She has to, really.]

That's cute. [She means it in an amused way, not a condescending one, promise.] But Denny's doesn't have strips of Kobe beef grilled up hot but rare just the way I like it. Luckily, I'm well-connected.

[If one listens faintly there are indeed distant sounds like a professional kitchen...still going strong at this time? Well. Picky congressmen work odd hours. Some places make a living catering to the inconvenient desires of those with the money to be serviced.

She exhales.]

Look. I really am sorry. You can hang up now, if you like.

[ He chuckled quietly, the sound thick from sleep. Well, at least the monster had taste. Denny's was convenient and, sure, TJ had his share of late nights there, but it was hardly quality. ]

And keep you from whatever better plans you have? Not a chance.

[Oh, but of course she has taste. It would be tragic if after all these centuries she hadn't cultivated at least some sense of refinement, wouldn't it? But then again, it's always been something that came naturally to her.]

The only plans I have involve heading back to bed soon. But, I see how it is. You're getting your revenge for my inadvertently waking you up by keeping me from getting any sleep as well.

[ Though it couldn't be seen, TJ nodded. He closed his eyes instead of staring into the dark, a little triumphant smile on his lips. ]

That's the plan.

How incredibly petty of you. I don't know whether I should be proud, or disappointed.

[She has her phone tucked under her chin right now. He might be able to tell from the scuffling sounds when she moves it away from her mouth. Muffled, she's talking to someone else; "Yes, I did want that to go. No. Yes, thank you."]

Mm, it is petty. It's my dirty little secret: it takes a while and a lot of coffee for me to be civil after waking.

Oh my. How very shocking.

Mmhmm, now you have to pay the price for waking the beast.

Interesting choice of words. Speaking of, I should ask you: did you ever do that Google search like I told you to?

[Part of her is very, very interested to here if he's seen the historical sketches of what she's 'really' supposed to look like.]

[ He had, in fact, but it took a second for him to recall it. Groggy Thomas was groggy, okay? His voice was still slow and sleepy when he spoke and held a note of a grumble. ]

Do you have wings or don't you?

[A brief snort of laughter, half exasperated.]

No wings. Believe me, those do not come standard to the species. No clue where that idea came from.

Then again, I blame the Ancient Greeks: they had this odd fixation with slapping wings onto about everything.

[ At least she didn't get angry over it. It was a genuine question since his brief Google search yielded no definitive answer on whether or not there were wings. ]

Did they? Wonder why.

Who really knows, with them? Really, some civilizations were just made to fall.

[She's overly flippant and wry, here. Could completely be joking. But then, on the other hand...]

Nothing lasts forever, I guess. [ Except some things... like her. Ooops. ]

No, nothing really does. Nothing solid anyway. Ideas, concepts, thoughts...they're what endure.

[There's a rustle and a flurry of background noises as she gets what she was waiting for and pays.]

Is it hard for you? [ TJ would blame being sleepy for the moment of honest curiosity. ] I mean, watching everything and everyone come and go over and over and over again?

Well.

[There's a longer than standard pause. Not only is she mulling over her response, but she's also walking away: making sure there's no one close enough to overhear this conversation in case she says something too odd.]

I won't lie and say I've never had my moments for being maudlin. But overall, no. I enjoy getting to watch.

Oh~ 'Maudlin', huh? Yeah, I guess we've all had our share of that.

[ It's clear from his tone he has no idea what that means. If he did, he'd know he's pretty much on the board of the little club. ]

That's kinky.

TJ Hammond » Political Animals

I got 2, because clearly RNG is trying to start some shit o_o

RNG can be downright spiteful, I've found.

totes for reals, yo.

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