Deprivated 09/12/2007
Sebille was lying awake. It
was probably before dawn. |
It was her that had asked
Null to stay. Although, her bed was way too small for the two of them, heck, it was
rather small for even herself -let alone a man who towered over her. She was
almost afraid that it might give on them. |
He wasn't sleeping, was he? She reached to touch the tall man's hand softly -as a test. |
The hand turned to face hers. Nope, he wasn't sleeping. |
Probably hadn't been all
night. |
"Null, dear... Have you slept at all?" |
She met with calm silver
eyes as he raised his head from behind her. His weight shifted and pulled a
small creak from the bed. A glimpse of amusement visited her features as she
remembered what she'd thought about just a minute ago. |
"Sleeping is healthy." She smiled. |
Sleep-deprivation was never
good, and she spoke from experience. In her business a good long night's
sleep was everything. No late night partying allowed -or at least it
couldn't show. This was fine with her, since she'd never been into partying. |
"...Done this." And she kissed him. |
"Now... off you go." |
She'd have preferred him to
stay since she hadn't seen him in a while but... she wanted him to sleep.
She was afraid that if he didn't get even that little sleep he should, he'd
become unpredictable. |
As he walked away, his steps looked rather heavy but they made no sound. For no real reason, she wanted to learn to walk like that as well. |
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