∆ Dee laid in bed, arm laying in front of him, hand tilted up slightly. He stared off at it, not really focusing on it, just letting his thoughts roam. He missed Vann. He wants to be back with him. Tell him all about how he really feels about him. "I fucked up," ∆
It’s hard to find anyone who doesn’t have trouble sleeping – despite the fact that the one thing we can probably all agree with is that sleeping is the best. Even after a full day of feeling totally exhausted and drained, something weird happens at night when we’re laying in bed. We’re suddenly bombarded with random thoughts that won’t go away, annoying anxieties we can’t ignore, and the immediate urge to get a task done that should probably be worked on at literally any other time.
Prompt -- you are laying in bed in the dark and you glance over and see an odd shadow in the corner of your room. you're about to turn on a light to see what it is when you hear a voice in your head that says, "don't move. they're watching you":