It was nights like these Critias hated the most.
He laid awake in his bed, unable to even as much as close his eyes for more than a few minutes. His mind was churning with unwelcome thoughts, and all he wanted to do was let his eyelids drop and fall asleep.
As per usual, the thoughts that kept him awake weren't pleasant. Tonight, his mind was focused on how alone he actually was. It was one of his least favourite subjects, but for some reason, he kept coming back to it.
He'd gone to sleep around nine. It was almost midnight now. And still, he lay awake, staring at the ceiling. He had to accept the fact that he wasn't going to be sleeping any time soon, so he climbed out of bed, changed out of his pajamas, grabbed his phone; wallet; and coat, then headed out the door. He didn't bother leaving a note for his mother. He doubted she would get up in the time he was out.
All the public transportation was a little sketchy at this hour - at least the ones that were still running - so he decided to walk. There was no question as to where the roads were taking him, and before long he was at the boardwalk. Critias always found it a bit eerie at this hour. More so with the current full moon. The shops were all closed, and the area around it abandoned. Somehow, it was still comforting that way.
The blond headed straight for the stairs that lead down to the sand, his pace slowly obviously once he reached that point. There was no rush now; this was where he wanted to be.
He shoved his hands in his jacket pockets to protect them from the cold ocean breeze, though the light wind still nipped at his nose and cheeks. Oddly enough, as much as he didn't like the cold, he didn't mind so much when it was coming from the ocean.
As the lights of the cit...
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...moment before heading back to her room, patting Critias on the back as she passed. "Get some good sleep, Baby. I'll call the Tanakas right now to let them know you're not coming in today."
"N'kay..." He yawned, rubbing his eyes as heard the door to his mother's room close. A little sigh passed his lips, and he shuffled over to the light, turning it off before flopping into bed, pulling his blanket over him. He didn't bother changing back into his pajamas, too tired for that. Now that he knew he was going to get to sleep, he didn't much care about trying to stay up.
After a moment though, he realized his phone was still in his pocket, and he pulled it out, setting an alarm for later and tossing it to the other side of the bed, letting his eyes close. Luckily, he drifted off to sleep quickly, his mind having nothing more to ponder, and his quiet snores soon followed.
“The house is settling,” my Italian carer would say as the lights dimmed and glowed in her ghostly presence… but this wasn’t all the house did. I slept in my room. Well, not really slept. Sleep was never something I did much of, especially early on. My worries at seven pm far outweighed my need for sleep. Awake. Forever awake. My father had left me. My mother…
“Ok ok, I’m going.” I reply again I slowly drift to sleep thinking of that cute girl I saw today, I think her name is Jill…
Will finish up all the paperwork and they headed home. They got home and went straight to bed. Alice looked at her phone and it's now 1:46AM. She was exhausted.
He scurried back into his hole and went straight to bed. Hoping that Mr. Santa Clause would come back with his scooter.
As soon as he drifted into the first phase of sleep, his hand muscles gave way
Quietly, he sucked in a big breath of air. He closed his eyes. He began to
“Okay, Mom. I'll be up in a sec.”, he said as he pulled the covers up over his head, revealing his large feet that were hanging off the edge of the bed. His mom let out a sigh and left his room. Mark groaned and threw the blankets off of him and sat at the edge of the bed. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and went to the bathroom to brush
The two settled down into bed next to one another, Gong Chang Sheng smiled and whispered “goodnight” before turning over and quickly falling into a deep slumber. Dong Fang Xian Yun, on the other hand, took a bit longer to truly rest. He thought he might've been able to escape if he waited ‘till Gong Chang Sheng was most definitely asleep, perhaps find somewhere else to spend the night, but accidentally ended up closing his eyes for a little too long and nodded off despite wishing not to.
“Well I can’t talk too much right now I have to go to work. Bye son have a goodnight. Lili I’m leaving alright.” He said and left for the mill.
They traveled down the path. They knew they were all alone, but it seemed as though they
So after a day we brought him in to read bedtime stories and have morning cuddles, just as we always had done. As far as he was concerned, she was asleep.”
“I guess you’re right…” Logan muttered, finally permitting himself to succumb to the sweet, warm embrace of sleep. Remy smiled when he felt Logan’s breathing even out and saw his head hang. “There we go.” He whispered to himself, releasing his hold on the logical side and turning his chair around. He hooked an arm under his legs, the other held onto his back, and he carefully lifted him from his seat. Sleep carried the snoozing side over to his bed, pulled back the covers and gently placed him on said bed. He tugged the soft blankets over Logan’s body, and tucked him in all snuggly and tight. Remy observed Logan for a minute, smiling softly at the look on his face. Logan always looked so peaceful when he was asleep, it was a wonder why he didn’t
The old dream, he thought. I will never forget it, it will never let me out of its steely indifferent grasp.
Timmy relieved me, sending me off to bed. It was nearly midnight and I was really sleepy. Dean was snoring under a blanket on the floor. I pulled the remaining blanket over myself and laid my head on a musty-smelling pillow. The floor was hard, but at least it wasn't lumpy. My mind continued
“How often, asleep at night, am I convinced of just such familiar events – that I am here in my dressing-gown, sitting by the fire – when in fact I am lying undressed in bed! […] All this would not happen with such distinctness to someone asleep. Indeed! As if I did not remember other occasions when I have been tricked by exactly similar that’s while asleep!”