Its 4.56am and I woke up 20min ago (let's all thank my cat) and now I can't sleep because inspiration hit and there's all these wonderful sentences in my head and I need to write them down before I forget them

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Its 4.56am and I woke up 20min ago (let's all thank my cat) and now I can't sleep because inspiration hit and there's all these wonderful sentences in my head and I need to write them down before I forget them
there are tigers in the screen again.
they are a different type of
tiger, though.
these ones do not
want to bite.
they are howling
silent curses to me and i cannot
look away.
the clock is not ticking.
all is quiet except the roar of
engines in my ears and my pencil
guiding itself on the paper.
i miss my friends.
the screen is off, now,
and the only thing whispering to
me is sleep, but i am happy
here in my way-too-late-at-night
high.
i can breathe now, but it
is not easy.
my hair is soft, and
there is a mark on my cheek
from accidentally scratching myself.
it takes me a moment to write
each word.
drowsiness is making my
vision blur, and sleep promises
less difficulty.
maybe i will try again.
it's reading and writing fof fanfiction type of night for me
do you ever wake up delirious in the middle of the night with a whole outline for a short story romance in your head
oh don’t worry, kinn, he will
bobby lived with his grandparents and the molinas’ current house was theirs. i don’t make the rules i just enforce them
[Chess lives, Kate dies AU]
“Look who finally showed up.”
‘What?” Chess looks up, startled.
“That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? To visit me?” Riley says. She sits down on the chair opposite them and rests her handcuffed wrists before her. She looks exactly as she did the night she was arrested; there’s no signs of weariness, or surprise tattoos, or remorse, or anything, really, that Chess had been expecting to see.
“Yeah, about that,” Chess says, the words of her carefully-prepared question rolling around in her mind, but she chickens out last-minute and blurts, “it’s Cairo’s birthday next weekend and we’re planning a surprise party for her but we can’t decide between a Red Velvet or Tiramisu cake and thought you’d know.”
She can feel Eva’s eyebrows arching behind her.
Even Riley looks confused. “Um, neither. The only flavor she likes is Strawberry.”
“Great. Wonderful. Good information. Really helpf-”
“That’s...that’s not why we came here, actually,” Eva interrupts before Chess has the chance to regurgitate the thesaurus.
“No, it’s not,” Riley smirks. “You came ‘cuz I asked you to.”
“We came because Cairo asked us to,” Chess says, confidence rising in her chest again. “And she’s our captain, and this is important to her, so we’re here.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Riley says. Suddenly, she grins, her eyes lighting up. “Wait, how did regionals go? Cairo wouldn’t tell me anything, apparently she didn’t want to make me ‘feel bad’”—Riley makes air quotes with her fingers—“but I need to hear all the deets!”
“We didn’t go” - “It was fine,” Eva and Chess say at the same time. Eva immediately clamps a hand over her mouth.
“You. Didn’t. Go?” Riley practically shrieks, loud enough for the officer nearby to start walking toward their table. Chess quickly offers them a short smile, and the officer stays put.
“We didn’t have the funding,” Eva offers, clearly in an attempt to remedy the situation.
“No, no, that’s not it,” Chess says, and as soon as she does, her adrenaline rush immediately disappears. Riley’s eyes narrow. Fuck.
Under the table, Eva squeezes her hand slightly. You’ve got this.
Chess takes a deep breath. “It just felt wrong to be there without two of our teammates, who deserved to go as much as we did, but didn’t, because you killed them.”
“So you’re saying it’s my fault, somehow, that you skipped out on the most important event of the year?”
“Your words, not mine.”
“Well, I’ll have you know, Chess,” Riley sneers, “if I had done my job properly, you wouldn’t have even had a decision to make, because you wouldn’t be here.”
Chess gasps. Of course, she’d guessed that Kate wasn’t Riley’s intended victim that night, but to hear it said out loud...
WHAT THE FUCK THE NOTIFICATIONS FOR THIS GAME SAY WORDS I ALMOST HAD A FUCKING HEART ATTACK IN MY BED WHAT THE FU K WHAT THE FU K WHAT THE FUCK-