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You weren’t the best at sleeping on time. It was too hard to sleep just like that. You’d lay in bed for hours waiting to fall asleep, and before you knew it, it was already 2 AM. Well then, you thought maybe you could call a friend. They wouldn’t mind…right?
You grab your phone, and as you dial in the number, you kind of feel a tinge of guilt. “I’ll bother them,” you uttered to yourself. But nonetheless, you already were calling Facty. After what felt like years of waiting and hearing your phone ring, they answered.
“Hello?” A voice came through. Facty sounded tired. Oh boy, now you *really* feel guilty!
“Uh, hey. You aren’t busy or anything, right?” You chuckled in a nervous manner. You don’t want to make them regret picking up the phone, especially at this hour.
“No, just trying to get to bed. But it’s hard, you know?” Facty’s voice started sounding more cheery. Well, hey! They were having the same issue.
“Yeah, it is. Weird question,” You spew out words faster than you can think, having the same old confidence you would usually have around your friends. “do you wanna come over?”
It takes you a moment to realize what you’ve said. There was a shared second of silence, and before you can even take it all back, Facty finally speaks.
“At this hour?” They speak in a doubtful tone. “I mean, sure. Yeah. Give me 5 minutes,” Facty shook the doubt away themselves. After all, what could *you* do?
They hung up. Now all you have to do is wait! Maybe you could draw a little. You scavenged through your room to find a sketchbook with blank pages. The only reason you keep old ones is for memories. You open the book to a fresh page and start to draw.
Unfortunately for you, Facty was already knocking at your front door. You hid your sketchbook underneath your pillow as if it was embarrassing.
Well, it was. At least to you it was.
You open the door and let Facty in. Their blonde hair was messy, it made you giggle a bit when you saw them.
You didn’t exactly plan anything to do, so you two hung out on the couch and played a few games of Uno. You two eventually tire yourselves out and fall asleep on the couch together all cuddled up, and for the first time you felt at peace.
“I could get used to this,” you thought to yourself.
Maybe you already have.