bakerstreet | 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
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• 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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[ooc- I know I’ve been so flaky lately. But I’d love something with these two. I miss the Kazzle-dazzle]

[OOC: No worries, I understand. <3 I'm up for doing something. Maybe having a hard time sleeping after an event at the club? Or jet lag from traveling? Open to other ideas, too.]

[jet lag on arrival to their little work vacation would be cute]

[As hard as it is for Kaz to leave the Barrel, to share that control over his empire with someone else for safekeeping, every once in awhile he does it. Sometimes purely for profit and never solely for pleasure, but this time it's a mixture of both. An opportunity to expand his business's reach, to put an ear out for future opportunities and threats. A chance to further settle an old score. And to spend time with Stella.

He realizes they really haven't gotten to know one another outside the confines of Ketterdam.

They check into the hotel under false names, having secured the private penthouse rooms. Kaz tips the man who helps carry their luggage upstairs, then takes a moment to study the sprawling inside of their rooms. He should feel tired, but his sleep schedule is always off and thanks to the trip his body doesn't know what time it is, either. Instead he moves to look at the sparkling wine and gift basket left for them.]

Been awhile since I stayed in a penthouse.

[Stella is pleasantly nervous for a trip away. Their lives are so intertwined with business that it feels almost wrong to step away from it.

But this is nice. And they’ve got all the luxury trimmings a fancy hotel ought to have.]

It is a very nice view.

[the floor to ceiling windows look out over a glowing cityscape. She moves to stand near him, reading the label on the wine.]

Rather nice bottle, shall we crack it open?

We can.

[He's certainly become an expert with wine bottles since Stella's come into his life. He cracks it open for them, but instead of using the flute glasses provided, he just smirks and drinks right from the bottle before passing it over to her.]

Cheers. Did you get any sleep on the plane?

[He didn't. Kaz can't sleep around strangers, his guard is too high, even if there's no large threat likely.]

[The swig from the bottle makes her laugh, it’s just like him to disregard the pretty little glasses. She takes the bottle and drinks from it herself]

I dozed off for a little while, but I always struggle to sleep on flights.

[it had at least been comfortable. They had first class seats so she was able to lay down to rest a little]

The city looks nice at night.

I can't sleep on them, either. Too many people in close quarters. New places aren't much better.

Which I suppose gives us more time to explore if sleeping is a bust.

[He has terrible sleep habits anyway, but at least he's used to insomnia. He'd rather spend this time in a new place awake, anyway.

He moves to join her in gazing out at the cityscape, sharing the bottle with her sip for sip.]

It's quieter than the Barrel. Not quite as bright, either.

We can stay busy.

[It isn’t the same feeling as Ketterdam, but it’s nice to be somewhere new for a little bit. She stays close to him while they share the wine]

It’ll be nice for a few days, and it isn’t even supposed to rain.

I don't doubt our ability to be industrious and entertained wherever we are. You're likely just more used to different cities than I am. I've only been to a few, and those were far too fast paced with the work to enjoy the scenery.

[There's a small smirk about the rain.]

They must wash the blood away with manual labor, then. How tedious.

[He's teasing. Mostly.]

I didn’t expect you to have ever been one for sightseeing.

[she steps closer and sets her head on his shoulder.]

Very tedious. Do you think they have as many brawls in the streets as we do back home?

I doubt they have as interesting brawls as we do, which is what matters even more. No though, I don't think there's as many here.

[He slides a gloved hand around her waist.]

I'm sure we can still find something of worth to do, though. If you wanted to examine the streets.

Ketterdam does not disappoint in terms of interesting fights.

[she sighs happily against him]

I think we could have a little adventure.

The petty scuffles are as dull as anywhere but the real battles are a nice challenge. Most of the time.

You're certain you're not too tired from the flight?

I’m starting to think you like a fight.

[she laughs and looks at him.]

Nah, I’m alright for an adventure.

I like challenges. I don't mind when they come in the form of fights. They're at least exchanges that make sense.

[There's so much truth woven into words that sound whimsical and dramatic. Violence is both a currency and a language in the Barrel, it's baked into his blood. He's at a point in his life now where he doesn't have to engage in as many street brawls as he once did, but it's impossible to remove that feeling of going through life with fists raised.

Besides, he gets bored easily if he's not stimulated. Business ventures hold some appeal, but there is nothing as thrilling as pulling of a really complicated, outlandish heist.]

All right. Let's go, then. Are you hungry?

[His leg's a bit stiff from travel, but while he's tired he's not yet sleepy. There's a restless energy to him being in a new place. Perhaps a walk can help burn it off for him. He plunks his hat back on his head and heads towards the door with her, holding it open for them.]

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