How Was Your Sleep Funny Answer Novels & Stories

"Uh, good morning." Aaron's laughter was warm and infectious, his eyes dancing with mirth. "Good morning, indeed." It was then that realization hit me like a ton of bricks. And by the amused glint in Aaron's eyes, I could tell that he had somehow gleaned what had transpired in my sleep. Clearing my throat awkwardly, I stammered, "I-I... What were you...?" Aaron leaned in, his voice a playful whisper. "Grunting my name in your sleep? Yeah, I heard that."

"What time is it" "10 a.m. in the morning. Did you rest well".? "What".? Her eyes widens like a really huge circle "10 a.m. 10 a.m. why did you let me sleep that long".? "Well I thought, I thought you were tired". "You thought, you thought what?. She cuts me off. Not angrily though. A simple genuine smile appears on her face as she crosses her arms over her chest. "The bed was nice too, I slept like a baby and I haven't done that in a long time".

Sheila's POV A tiny finger poked at my face, as I slept on the large, warm bed. It rained through the night yesterday and for me, it made sleeping even more enjoyable. The sound of soft giggles assaulted my ears and I frowned with my eyes still closed. How does she manage to so bubbly every morning?

“You told me to do as I please. And I am pleased to sleep very well.” “Can you stop being sarcastic or be serious at least?” I rolled my eyes. "Then stop disturbing my sleep and go to your own room.” “How can I sleep if I know there is something that you’re not telling me?’ “How can you say so?” “I just feel it.” “Look, if you did nothing wrong or you know that there is nothing, why would you be bothered by my reactions? maybe you did something, right?” “Ugh! he exclaimed, exhausted. “If there’s something I joked about that affects you, you shouldn’t have taken that seriously, okay? It’s not something a grown-up should take seriously. Maybe a little kid would."

I giggled; "Why did you bring me to your house?" "Uhm… because it was late" "Ugh! My place from Adam's is nearer than from here" "I care so much about you" He answered and I smiled. "Why do you always pretend to be asleep?" He questioned me too. "I never pretended. I am a light sleeper, a drop of needle on the floor could wake me up instantly" Actually, I was only exaggerating. "Oh! Wow, I will take note" Finn added; "Before doing anything stupid next time"

Soon I drifted into deep sleep. ************************************ How is it ?

She asked and I didn't say a word. ”Feeling home sick? Don't worry,you will eventually get used to being here because once you're in, it's hard for you to get out.”She laughed as though that was the funniest joke of the year and I couldn't help but wonder what was so funny about it. _______________________ A low groan left my lips when someone hit the metallic bars annoyingly. I had just fallen asleep a few minutes ago.I cried myself to sleep.I couldn't bring myself to eat anything yesterday because the food tasted awful.

I was sniffing the snot up. “Why?” “I walk in my sleep. I also cry, and kick, or mumble while asleep. I’m telling you this is advance so you’ll know what to expect.” “I know.” “Huh?” “You forgot something. Tss, you’re also drooling.” “I just drool if I sleep tired or if I have a cold.” “Just keep your lips shut.” “Now that you know I’m more violent when asleep than when awake, what are you going to do?”

I'm so mentally exhausted. Once we arrived home. I plopped on the couch and ended up falling asleep. This is what lacking sleep will do. I woke up a few hours later. And had this funny feeling. I hope I'm wrong. I can't deal with more bad things. "Miss Anderson." I look up to see Lance with a concerned look. "Please tell me is good news and you're just concerned cause it's in your nature." I sighed as I sat straight. "While you were sleeping, celebs news came on and there's-"

"What is wrong with you? Why didn't you sleep? You were tossing and turning all night." I pushed myself up on my elbows, my hair a mess, my eyes burning with exhaustion. "I was dreaming," I said, my voice dripping with honeyed sarcasm. "I was dreaming of a life where I’m finally divorced from you. The sheer joy of it kept me awake. It was a beautiful, peaceful hallucination." The irony was clear in my expression.