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"You're not in bed. I came looking for you," Zack explains when he wanders into the living room.
Cloud is lying on the couch, hands crossed over his torso, staring up at the ceiling, clearly awake.
"Couldn't sleep," Cloud mutters, "thought coming out here would help."
Zack yawns. He drags himself over to Cloud, then sits down by Cloud's feet. "Well...is it helping?"
"No."
"How about some hot chocolate or something, that usually calms me down after a long day."
"Sure."
Zack gives Cloud's thigh a couple of solid pats and gets up. "You'll be asleep in no time."