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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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.
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bakerstreet2016-03-29 08:45 pm
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It didn't exactly work out the first time I did it. [He drinks the coffee, clearing his throat.] I'm sorry. For not showing up to your trial, and for you having to deal with Fisk. It's ... Right now, for the time being, I think you're fine not being arrested.
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In either case, the apology actually makes him stop with his pure, beautiful, as-black-as-God-intended coffee halfway up to his mouth, just so he can stare for a second. Of all the things he'd come to expect from Matt over the past few months, an apology wasn't really one of them. Hell, he'd considered the whole case to be a ridiculous farce from start to finish, so he had never exactly harbored any hard feelings over it.
But now that they've wandered onto the subject somehow...] Fisk ain't done. You know that, right? [Because Frank knows now that there's a whole lot more to the man than shitbag has-been mob boss.] Since you didn't finish the job.
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Matt just shrugs. Then he can't help the thin-lipped grimace that crosses his face.]
I know. I went to see him, to see what had happened, how he got you there. It - It didn't end well. [And that's a bridge Matt should start preparing to cross.] I thought things would change. [God. Now he feels tired.]
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Frank ins't the best fighter, but he's certainly not a bad one, and he remembers with sickening clarity what it felt like to get thrown around like a ragdoll by Fisk. After everything, all that adrenaline and rage and he still got laid out flat in 10 seconds, generously speaking. He doesn't even think it would have gone terribly different if he hadn't been chained up.]
I'm sorry, you what? [Went. To see him. Went to see the man in the jail he unequivocally controlled (the jail Frank handed to him on a silver goddamn platter. Fuck. Fuck!) He knows Red is all about taking risks—the name Daredevil is stupid but not, perhaps, the least fitting thing they could have gone with—and that still just seems like the actual worst idea.] Jesus Christ, Red. What does that— It didn't end well? What the fuck does that even mean, huh?
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He's very hands-on when it comes to getting his point across.
[And Matt just had to suck it up and take it. Couldn't fight back. Everyone had let it happen and watched him walk out with a bloody face. Matt knows he should've seen it coming.]
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[But, let's be honest, it wouldn't surprise Matt if somehow Fisk did know. He picks up his mug again, swirling its contents. It's not a topic Matt wants to dwell on. At all. So he sips his coffee and leans back.]
What colour is your hair? I get the feeling it's dark but I want to know if I'm
totally off base here.
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I think it's my default assumption. And I just hard time picturing my mental composite of you with light hair. [He shrugs and downs the rest of his tar. His fingers pass over the raised texture of his watch. It's been swell, Frank, but the swelling's gone down.]
Thanks for the so-called coffee, but I think I'm throwing in the towel on this night.
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So, nothing lost. Little something he hadn't really expected gained. All in all, not the worst night he's ever had.]
See you around, Red.