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My mouth watered at the sight. I shared mine first and dug in. I still felt a little tired because I didn't get as much rest last night. I kept tossing and turning until I eventually fell asleep. Sometimes I think that my mind, also has a mind of its own. I will be wanting to do one thing but it just doesn't let me.

I am weak right now and we have training tomorrow I have to get some sleep that might help in regaining my strength but I can't sleep no Matter how hard I try I just can't, even sleeping pills don't work anymore. I sighed collapsing on the bed and just closing my eyes maybe if I keep them shut for long I would fall asleep, suddenly a knock came from my door, instead of checking who it was I stood up and grabbed an airpod from my bag I connected it to my phone before I put it in my ears.

He groaned. "It's four in the fucking morning and I haven't gotten a wink of sleep despite having been working all day yesterday and I have tried literally everything to fall asleep," He grumbled in frustration, Nicole wrapping her arms across his chest and resting her chin on his shoulder. "I stopped coffee at 6, even took a warm bubble bath, tried working out to tire myself, did meditation and yoga, counted fucking sheep, and still I can't bring sleep to come,"

I kept tossing and turning throughout the entire night. I couldn’t sleep. It was like any time I closed my eyes, the image of them tangled up together would flash in my mind and I would lose sleep when that happened. It was getting really frustrating. I wanted to sleep but I just couldn’t. I tried counting sheep, but anytime I got drowsy enough and closed my eyes, the images returned. Tears of frustration brimmed at the edge of my eyes. I got out of bed and headed downstairs, hoping maybe a warm glass of milk would do it.

dead tired. EdwardBlack1794: awe, you poor thing. why don't you go home and get some rest :) tate_kvngh: exactly what I was having in mind. EdwardBlack1794: but take some meds first before you sleep and some dinner. Maybe some Advil will help you :)

His words are fucking etched into my mind, echoing for as long as my mind keeps wandering to that part of my thoughts. The genuine look in his eyes just make everything far from being okay. Breathing ragged, beads of sweat scattered on my forehead, I push myself up, sleep wearing away from my senses. I rub my tired face with both palms, casting a sideways glance at the wall clock. The ticking hands crawl slowly over the numbers, taunting me with the late hour. It's past 2 a.m., and exhaustion is creeping in, but my mind refuses to shut down. Sleep remains elusive, and I'm left lying awake, trapped in a cycle of restless thoughts.

Even after he was long gone, I stayed on the bed, breathing hard, my body still humming with unfulfilled need as I listened to the wind outside. I tried to force myself to sleep, I tried so hard because I was tired, the day’s activities had worn me out, but somehow I couldn’t catch even a wink of sleep, it was impossible with the constant aching between my legs. I tried different sleeping positions but kept tossing and turning, hell I even tried a cold glass of water but nothing worked, I was still horny like an animal in heat.

I shake my head and head to the dorms. One of the hardest feelings are to be sleepy without the ability to actually fall asleep. The dorm is calm; all the agents are probably having their third dream of the night. It’s dark and there’s a gentle breeze coming from the window. The perfect atmosphere to have a good night sleep, but I can’t.

No one. Lucas couldn't sleep. He was tossing from one end of the bed to another. He tried sleeping but couldn't. He stood up and took a sleeping pill but it wasn't working for him. His mind was in turmoil. He was restless. He has this feeling that something is wrong somewhere. But he cannot depict what it is. He went into the bathroom and soak in a warm bath, used a sponge and then stepped out again. He changed the bed linen and wore a different pyjamas,

"Oh...oh. Were you like...in the middle of it or...? "No. We were sleeping. But I'm...I don't know. It's like I can't stop thinking about either things and I feel like gross because I get butterflies thinking about one thing and then I remember the other and feel like a piece of crap for even thinking about the first thing and..."I sighed deeply. "I can't sleep."