Another Apple Sleep Experiment Novels & Stories

Upon hearing this, Dorothy noticed that the women in the room had put on odd expressions. Zendaya, Waltz, and Maya looked away from her, seemingly avoiding eye contact. Alex replied. “I’ve been pretty tuckered out for the past few days. One night of sleep is not enough for me, you know? But alright, I’ll go get some right now. I’ll buy some extras too. It’s not like it’ll expire... as long as I put it in my storage ring.” He then ran out as fast as he could. Alex did, in fact, sleep last night, but… not in a literal sense. He didn’t exactly get any shut-eye for the entire night.

The rest was private. He noticed that Alexander slept better. He knew this not from being told but from the specific evidence of the mornings — the quality of Alexander's presence at the kitchen island, which had always been complete and focused and which was now also rested. The four-hour nights had become six-hour nights and occasionally seven, which Elijah knew because of the particular quality of a person who has slept enough versus a person who is running on competence and determination.

I hated this guilty feeling as I looked up at his peaceful face, moving aside the hair on his forehead with feather-light fingers. Just as softly, I took his hand from my waist and placed it on my pillow as I got up from the bed and moved away slowly, so as not to cause much disturbance. The herb that I had mixed in his food wasn’t any high grade sleeping pill that was filled with chemicals, so I was a little skeptical about its workings. But seeing Alex sleeping so peacefully gave me relief. It meant that the herb was working.

Maybe just my period? “Define annoyed,” I sarcastically asked. Then instead of hearing what he wanted to say next, I plugged my airpods in my ears and maxed out the volume of my phone. Thanks to the music, credits to Taylor Swift's Opalite and some random music afterwards, I was able to sleep. I was able to take a nap. When I woke up, I could already see the sky turning orange. Meaning, we're still far. I slept almost 3 hours, or so I guess with no disturbance. Thank you.

Alice woke to the sound of a rooster crowing outside, signaling the break of dawn. She sat up, feeling a slight headache. To her surprise, she was on a bamboo bunk bed, with Odette still fast asleep beside her. Across the room, Johnson lay on a single bamboo bed, also asleep.

folder, labeled "Anchor Positions." The heartbeat curve beat steadily on the screen: sixty-two, sixty-three, sixty-two. She was sleeping. From the moment she fell asleep last night to dawn this morning, a full eight hours and forty-seven minutes of continuous waveform. He zoomed the curve out to full view; its shape resembled a continuous mountain range, the peaks marking accelerations when she turned over, the valleys the calm of deep sleep. He annotated the time of each peak. He wanted to know when she was dreaming; those subtle undulations in the waveform were proof enough of dreams, and he marked each one.

Angela ate the same way. I cleared my plate and took two apples along with me to my room, just in case I needed a night snack. Earlier, I made a decision to cut off all junk snacks, hence, fruits seemed like the best alternative. I changed into my night dress and sank into the soft bed. I took a bite of the apple and kept staring at the ceiling. What plans could Malcolm have for this contract marriage? I blushed at the thought that we hadn't done most of the things married couples usually did.

One of Granny Apple’s more priceless quotes from that night was, “So I am good enough for you to put your dick in, but not good enough to lay next to while you snore?” Albert eventually won that fight, but Granny Apple did not go down peacefully. The next day, Albert discovered that she snuck into his closet and… wait for it… moved his shirts to the bottom rack of his closet and his pants to the top. Albert was so upset that he retaliated by replacing all of Granny Apple’s underwear with red and blue pairs. Not the type to let Albert have the last word, Granny Apple then moved all of the shoes in his closet two inches out of place and put his toothpaste and toothbrush in “incorrect” draw

With one lasting glance at him, Alexander left the room to check up on Alexia who he was informed was soundly asleep from the Zarbee's Kids 1mg Melatonin Chewable Tablet, Drug-Free and Effective Sleep Supplement she was given to aid her to sleep so they can make a safe escape from the mansion through the secret tunnel. He gave the sleeping beauty a featherweight kiss on her forehead and cuddle her to his chest. His eyes was on her, duly admiring her beauty. To him, it was as if he was looking directly at Alice and that gladdened his heart. He lifted his head from the face of Alexia to meet the gaze of Jake who was ready to take her away. No words was exchanged between the two of them but nod

The bright red numbers indicated 14:00. His jaw tightened. Damn. Only one hour? He slumped back against the leather chair, resting one arm over his tired eyes. His sleep pattern was completely destroyed. Sleeping for sixty minutes without waking up was a new record this week. However, closing his eyes didn't provide any respite. Behind his closed eyelids, Alice's image continued to flash, haunting every second of his sanity.