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.
10 • WILDCARD. Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.
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bakerstreet2020-10-01 04:32 pm
a little 5, a little 9 and a lot 10?
so she goes out. finds some little dive bar where the men make perfectly polite conversation while carefully watching each little shift of her skirt.
it's late. cabs are starting to park down the street, just waiting for the drunks to start staggering out, and any minute now the bartender will be offering up last call. time for all good little boys and girls to head home, but meredith doesn't know what home is any more, and she's not quite ready to call it a night.
she's caught him glancing her way more than once; quiet, diminutive. the kind of guy who'd be eaten alive in the 707, and maybe that's why she makes her way over to him. boredom, curiosity and the kind of itch under her skin that can only be scratched by a bump from one of the 22s rattling around in her purse. )
Hey there, sugar. ( perching on the stool beside him, one corner of her crimson lips pulled into a smirk, meredith doesn't wait for a response, positive or negative, before plucking the cigarette from his fingers for a drag. ) You been sitting down here all by yourself for a while now. Seemed awfully lonely to me.
me realizing this is in my emails a month later
[ he takes the cigarette back from her, touching his mouth to the filter as he brings the pack out to offer her a spare. ( he's certain, though, that a woman like her is just as contented with a one-and-done — wham, bam, thank you, ma'am. ) his eyes appraise her, drinking in the sight of everything she has to offer, as they have been at a distance for the better part of the evening — she's not from around here; that little accent of hers only confirming what he'd suspected all along. one more lost girl out looking for trouble. ]
And you thought you'd come along, and — what, exactly?
[ it isn't said as curtly as it might be in the light of day. there's something weary underneath his words, a sort of stretched exhaustion that he's been feeling tighten around his neck since gaetano's return. ( he doesn't want to be home, but home is where he's most needed — what the fuck sort of ultimatum is that? ) ]
It's a little late for — whatever this is, don't you think? You want money? A place for the night?
[ more brashly now, harsh, on edge. he doesn't mean it. it's a mechanism josto knows better than any other. one that's more intimate, familiar. he needs that, now that his brother's back. he needs to know he's still in some kind of control. but before he can apologize, he crooks his fingers at the bartender who hurries over with a sweaty insistence. ]
Get her whatever she wants then fuck off.
aaayyy i just wanted to join the one month club, okay
( sure it's been a few months now since she's graced a stage anywhere, but she was once the unspoken queen of the bang-a-rang. used to men falling at her feet and begging for a spare few seconds of her attention. so his words, and moreso his tone, manage to shift the confidence she usually wears so comfortably.
but no one knows better than she that the show must go on, and the unexpected bite from her new companion just made him infinitely more interesting, so she orders her drink without bothering to look at the poor, flustered bartender. )
Are you some kind of big shot around here or what?
( she cocks her head in the direction of the barman for settling her chin into the palm of her hand. )
You say jump and people say how high?