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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(He doesn't call her Dead Wife or Cunt or anything derogatory this time. He just wonders. How alike is she to Essie?)
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A pause and a beat later: ] They didn't like it.
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(Stalker alert. She's probably mentioned she's worked there, but Sweeney sometimes would follow her home on nights to maybe kill her then-- it was a much better set up the night he decided to go through with it.)
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Why the hell do you care? [ She flicks her cigarette onto the street. ]
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(He lights another cigarette with the one he's working on, and hands it over to her. It's one of the ones he rolled himself.)
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[ Sometimes it was nice, sitting in silence. But then that's a perfectly good excuse to get tangled in your thoughts. And how dark and acidic they were. Maybe Deadbeat Pixie King was on to something.
With a sigh, she took the offered cigarette. This one more carefully than the other. ]
Fine. [ Laura lays back down on her back, smoking her cigarette. Eyes on the stars. ] Tell me a story.
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There was once a little girl named Essie. Her grandmother told her of the hill folk and the fae and most importantly, the leprechauns. Essie would leave out a dish of milk and a few crumbs-- she was very poor. But she made sure the leprechaun was fed. She fell in love and forgot about the hill spirit. She was thrown out of her home, known as a thief.
((He pauses for dramatic effect.) )
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When he pauses, she rolls onto her side. Elbows on the car, the side of her face resting on her open palm. ]
Well, you can't just fucking stop there.
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(He played up the Irish accent for her now, she was into the story like a child. Maybe because he was actually sitting there with his magic coin in her chest that she was more impressed.)
She was clever, and I gave her the luck to get pregnant. After spending time on those wretched prisoner ships, she fucked the boat's captain, had his baby, and was spared. I gave her more luck. She stole from the captain, went on and had herself an exciting life.