Insomnia's a bitch || Cyrus & Eris
Cyrus couldn’t sleep. But for fucks sake what else was new? He had thought that this whole pretend-like-the-shit-that’s-bothering-you-isn’t-really was a good plan at the start and in fact it had worked for a matter of weeks. But now he just felt stuck, like no amount of pretending could fix how he was felling and if he just stood in one place long enough he’d crumble into a thousand pieces. So he never stood still. He picked up running again, like he had when things got bad in college and Maddie, Athena, and Jude all had their own shit to deal with. But this was different, this wasn’t around campus twice and back to the dorm for a shower and a power nap. This was run as far as your body could take you as fast as you could go and as far into the town in any direction before you pass out from exhaustion. Or started hallucinating. So it was strange that he was only on his third mile when his knees buckled out from under him.
She didn't exactly think that stars were lovely. Eris' sleeping pattern was possibly that of a vampire in those cute little novels that really didn't know jack shit about anything. Sleep most of the morning and stay p until the early morning. She walked down the street, a coffee in her hand-- 24 hour Starbucks could be a thing here, run by people like her. More witches. She took a sip, letting the hot liquid slide down her throat. It needed more sugar. The sad part about the night was that there was never anyone interesting out- perhaps a few wolves whining about the moon getting closer or a few vampires drunkingly crying about how if they die they're going to hell and how they don't have a soul and bitch bitch bitch-- Eris knew to avoid them. They were pretty pathetic. Her flats cracked against the hard gravel of the street, and she almost lost her balance because she stepped on a rock.
"God damn--"
If she hadn't have stumbled, she wouldn't have seen the kid fall behind her when she tried to catch herself in the air. Turning, her eyebrows raised as she stared at the guy now on his knees.
"Cute," she muttered. Well-- she should probably do something about it, shouldn't she? Eris sighed. She didn't care-- but she also didn't like the idea of leaving him there with Wolfy McRapist going around. With a sigh, she moved with a light jog and knelt by him, her hand lightly touching his shoulder.
"Earth to Bird Brain. Earth to Bird Brain-- shit come on."
