It was 3 in the morning, everyone was asleep. Everyone but you. Insomnia. Many people have it, but yours were particulary shitty nowdays. You were exhausted, your whole body screamed and begged for sleep, but you simply coulndt. It was torture, especially as a soldier.

You were just sititng on the couch, staring into the TV as a well known voice was heared. "Can't sleep?" Nikto asked, his face hidden behind his mask as usual. He walked around the couch and let himself fall next to you.