The Sandman Quit on me||Closed
She was exhausted, again, and had tried everything. Chamomile Tea. Light Stretches. Total darkness. Even making Ere sleep in the living room. Anything to get some real sleep. Something had to be wrong. Nix felt like she hadn’t slept in months but she knew she was. It felt like every time she closed her eyes she was fighting something. Instead of darkness being a peaceful release, it was strangling her.
Nix hated it.
So, here she was. The second week in she had scheduled an appointment with a sleep therapist and hoping they’d just give her some drugs and send her on her way. Small catch to that plan, she found herself barely able to talk to them, every word getting caught in her throat and her eyes staring as she felt these...tugs. “I...I’m sorry. Lack of actual sleep has gotten me fucked up. Sandman’s officially quit on me.” She shook her head a bit. “Staring’s rude. I, um, I’m Nix.”
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