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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

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[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.

[bittersweeter]

[Well, she's content with playing with his hair forever, so she's down with not moving.] For what, introducing you to my vast and varied collection of contraband pharmacuticals? My pleasure. I would share my stolen prescription drugs with no one else.

[watchmaker]

Why do you have all that stuff, anyway? You don't strike me as the type to run a drug ring. [he chuckles, but no really he doesn't know. ~shitty wis check to the unrescue~ ]

[bittersweeter]

[She shrugs, hesitating like she doesn't want to ruin his amusement.] I don't sleep, so, after a while it starts to hurt. Like my muscles and my bones. Human bodies aren't meant to go without sleep. Some days I can get by with just ibuprophen, but most of the time. [She shrugs again.]

[watchmaker]

[well gosh now he feels like more of a dick than usual. he looks up at her with a frown, unsure of what to say.] I'm sorry.

[bittersweeter]

Thanks, it's okay. I'm used to it. It's the only thing that doesn't change. Pain is dependable like that, never leaves.

[watchmaker]

It shouldn't be, though. [he's had this conversation with her before — pain is even more fleeting for him than it is for most people. tonight is more than enough for a delicate little princess like himself (although tbf he might be a delicate princess because of his lack of significant exposure); her life sounds like a nightmare. lol get it nightmare...]

[bittersweeter]

It. Grounds me. Which you do better, but when you're not around it's pretty useful. [But if he wanted to be around more she wouldn't begrudge him that.] I'm kind of scared of not feeling it. Is that weird?

[watchmaker]

I guess not. If it's what's become normal to you, then taking it away would make you feel uncomfortable. ... As opposed to actual discomfort making you feel uncomfortable.

[bittersweeter]

My life is the Mysterious Island. [Everything is backwards.]

[watchmaker]

I have no idea what that is — although I guess that helps it live up to the name. [GET IT BECAUSE IT'S ~MYSTERIOUS~]

[bittersweeter]

[He is adorable.]

It's the island Captain Nemo escapes to after 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. [She waves a hand like its unimportant.] Small things are big, huge bees and enormous lizards and big things are tiny, like kitten sized elephants [she wants one.] and tiny little giraffes that eat the change out of your pocket.

[watchmaker]

Why would you put the giraffe in your pocket, though?

[sylar: focusing on the things that matter.]

[bittersweeter]

[She laughs, because that's funny. Gosh.] Not like that, like that's how tall they are, it's as high as they can reach.