Sleepy much?
"Yes, but I don’t wanna sleep." Annie muttered, leaning back in her seat. When she slept, she dreamed, and her dreams were too bittersweet for her to handle right now. Every time she woke up crying, and she hated it.
It didn’t help having someone there to remind her of her tiredness, either.
"I don’t have to, I’ll sleep…some other time. Not now."












