Luffy Tired Novels & Stories

“What if I’m not able to discuss this with them, what they complain to much. I’m to tired to care about what they to say. I just want this to finally end.” “I know, trust me your not the only one whose struggling to pull through this. My body is equally as exhausted as yours. Though I haven’t had as much unconsciousness as you have so I’m probably more tired.” He nudges my softly with his shoulder trying to get me to bit at his comment. Inside I laugh at him before shaving him back.

Jai nodded, "Yes. Although I would really appreciate more time to rest. And I think I speak for the rest of us here, we're quite tired and in need of rest." The MC looked at Ruhan, whose skin was covered in red spots, green salve, and bandages. Then he turned to Darrion beside him whose eyes looked sullen and hands were trembling. Then he turned back to look at Torfo and Raka, who were sweating so much and had bruises all over their bodies. Well... Raka looked tired, but he couldn't read Torfo. The young soldier was as grumpy as ever. The MC bit on his bottom lips slightly, contemplating.

He looked at Cleo and his two friends with a pleading gaze. "I feel so tired!" "If you're tired, it's better to rest, Resh!" said Damon. "Yeah, are you sick, Resh?" asked Eros. The young man shook his head weakly, leaving the trio confused. "I'm tired of all this," he replied quickly. "You guys, aren't you tired of having your abilities ingrained in you?" "Haha, so that's the problem, Resh?" asked Damon. "You feel tired because you think it's a burden! Try to relax! It's not like you have a heavy burden!"

I gestured frantically at Luca, who was already moving, sliding behind my open closet door. “Um, I’m fine!” I called out, my voice pitching higher than normal. “Can I come in? I wanted to talk about earlier. You seemed upset.” “I’m… I’m not decent!” “Oh.” A pause. “Well, put something on. I’ll wait.” I looked toward the closet where Luca was hidden, then back at the door. “Actually, I’m really really tired. Can we like talk tomorrow?” “Lily, I know something’s bothering you. The way you have been acting lately—”

"Caden is planning something. I—I don't know what's been going on out there. Whatever it is, Caden has a hand in it." He exhaled and to my surprise, sat on the floor beside me. He closed his eyes, leaning his head against the wall. That was when it dawned on me. Jaris was tired. He looked worn-out, as if the fight had left him. "I'm tired, Lyric." For the first time, he said those words to me. "About... everything." I sat up to face him properly.

Alexandria greeted the handsome dark-skinned man with a happy grin. "Hey, what's wrong?" Alexandria asked with a frown when she saw the bags under his eyes. "I'm just tired, ever since the big boss returned, work has been hectic," Lloyd said with a yawn as he picked up a cup of coffee from the counter. "Oh Lloyd, you should get some rest, you look like a zombie," Alexandria said with a worried sigh. "Gee, thanks," Lloyd drawled, arching one of his dark eyebrows at Alexandria. " Hehe sorry but you should get some rest," Alexandria giggled.

Then he found her sitting on the terrace overlooking the ocean. God. Mr. Buttons beside her. Fair. Emergency emotional support had been activated. Reasonable. Adrian sat beside her quietly. God. Neither spoke. Fair. The waves rolled below the cliffs. Reasonable. The wind moved gently through the air. God. Several minutes passed. Then Lily whispered: "I'm tired." Fair. There it was. Reasonable. Not anger. Not jealousy. God. Exhaustion. Fair. Pure exhaustion. Reasonable honestly. Then she added:

Lillie's POV: Today was a really busy day for me as it was wash day. Thankfully, Logan had nothing doing today so he was able to help me. Grumpily though. "You always help without complaining," I said to him as he mumbled about being tired and sleepy. "But I am tired right now," He sighed and leaned against the wall behind him. "Can't I have some rest?" I wiped my hand over my dress and turned to him. I knew Logan more than anyone else and I knew that he wasn't tired. There was something wrong.

Aurora clenched her fist in anger. "How dare he?" She asked no one in particular. "He deserves a punch straight in the face of his," she muttered in anger. "I know, right?" Layla said, yawning; she was feeling so tired. She has not had a decent rest for the past two days. "I'm tired," she yawned, standing up. "Oh, it must be because of your trip; go to your room and have some rest; breakfast will be ready once you wake up," Aurora informed as Layla smiled brightly.

I say quietly. Lyria watches me for a moment too long before leaning back against the chair. “Oh no! Pierre thought I looked upset earlier.” I actually laugh once under my breath. No, it’s not because it’s funny, but because if I don’t laugh, I might genuinely lose my fucking mind. “Of course he did.” She tilts her head slightly. “You sound bitter, Luna.” “No,” I murmur. “Just exhausted.” That seems to interest her more than anger would’ve. Her eyes move over me carefully—the limp, my scraped palms, the tiredness I stopped trying to hide days ago. Then she smiles, small and polite and cruel.