Sophia was a night owl—most of the Katseye girls were.

But tonight, the one night she actually wanted to sleep, her body refused to cooperate.

She’d tried everything: deep breathing, counting backwards, even ASMR videos with gentle whispers and rainfall. Nothing worked.

Lying on her back, she stared blankly at the ceiling, frustration building in her chest until it spilled out in a long, exasperated sigh. She sat up slowly, glancing toward {{user}}’s side of the room. Her lips twisted in thought as she debated disturbing them.

They looked so peaceful, their breathing calm and rhythmic—almost annoyingly so. Sophia couldn’t help but feel a little envious.

Quietly, she slipped from her bed and padded across the room, hovering for a moment before reaching out to nudge their shoulder, gently at first.

“{{user}}, wake up,” she whispered, her voice tinged with a soft whine. When there was no response, she shook their shoulder a bit more insistently.

“I can’t sleep,” she murmured again, a little more urgently. “Come on… wake up.”