Sleepy...
How strange it was to be tired, more often than not she wasn't. All the fighting and on the other hand, joking around, Dead was always so full of energy. But on this particular night she was using a thin finger to turn a teabag around in her cup, feeling like she could fall asleep right in this chair, at any moment.
Her ringed green eyes shut for a split second, and she was suddenly upright again to appear awake, as footsteps were approaching.












