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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 • 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

Comments

[watchmaker]

It's not a weakness, just an annoyance. [ he sounds all huffy and , but not actually angry or anything. but then she comes back and he's all too happy to take the water and swallow his medication.]

[bittersweeter]

You're taking narcotic painkillers for an annoyance? [She raises her eyebrows like come on, its me, don't even front, and sits down again. She gives her lap a pat. Come here, she'll play with your hair.]

[watchmaker]

[he resigns himself to ... her being right (like basically always) and slides back down into a lying position. and also rests his head on her lap.] I'm practically invincible, though.

[bittersweeter]

Except against [thunder, a room full of out of sync clocks, Justin Beiber's high pitched plaintive wailing, probably Riverdance....] my considerable charms. [She commences with languidly playing with his hair, fingers smoothing through it in a simple, steady pattern.]

[watchmaker]

That's the only exception. [it sure is nice to feel like a cat.]

[bittersweeter]

[PREEN.] I'm a pretty good exception. [At least having been a cat Lila knows how to make absent minded hair playing with feel like a professional head massage ok.]

[watchmaker]

[more thunder roars, and he jerks a little but overall doesn't seem to take it as poorly as he was before.] You're the best, or else you wouldn't be the only.

[bittersweeter]

You've just dedicated that Paramore song to me.

[watchmaker]

[his pop culture check was high enough to get that, but he also thinks it's silly so he rolls his eyes and simply says] No.

[bittersweeter]

Yep, you totally did.

[watchmaker]

I did not. [being five is cool, right? right.]

[bittersweeter]

Suuure did. [She leans over all flexible like to kiss his forehead fondly.] You're kind of adorable when you're all dying of pain and kitteny.

[watchmaker]

I'm not kitteny. [he tilts his head to look up at her and ensure that she sees the lemon face he's making.]

[bittersweeter]

And yet I feel like if you had claws they would be digging into my leg right now...

[watchmaker]

Claw you? I would never. [pause] I'm clearly more of a biter.

[bittersweeter]

See and that just doesn't really have an intimidating vibe to it. [Because she... enjoys that.] So what are you like when you're all drugged up, do I have drunk crying to look forward to?

[watchmaker]

No. [he sounds snippy, but it's still hard to take him seriously at this point.] I'm not like anything. [and that's a bluff 23 because he doesn't actually know ... ]

[bittersweeter]

[Well, she believes him, but... that isn't hard.] Can you even get drunk? [She taps his nose with her index finger.] Because of the whole, can't die thing?

[watchmaker]

No. [he shakes his head as much as one can while lying down.] Not really. Wanna know a secret?

[bittersweeter]

Yes! [Wow. So much excite. Amaze. Many secrets.]

[watchmaker]

That's how I make money sometimes, when I'm not scamming credit cards. Drinking contests. And I always win. [snort] I don't even like alcohol.

[bittersweeter]

[For some reason that is super hilarious to Lila, possibly because she's imagining that.] That's adorable. I mean... no, it's adorable. You have to take me with one time.

[watchmaker]

Whenever you want. [he stretches out in a way that only bolsters the kitten comparison she was making earlier. w/e he's finally feeling better, sue him.] Just let me know.

[bittersweeter]

'kay [It's kind of pathetic, I mean precious. It's kind of precious how pleased she is with the prospect. Like, gasp. A date, almost, that isn't entire based around how much take out they can order to their hotel room.] Feeling better?

[watchmaker]

Enough. Could be a lot worse. [he starts to move ... then realizes that he doesn't want to.] Thanks.