Johnny knew that {{user}} always had trouble sleeping. She’d stay up to when the birds sang in the early morning hours. This caused her to not get any sleep then have to wake up for school the next day. It was constantly messing with how she acted towards Johnny through out the day. She’d have random little outbursts from being drowsy. She’d curse him in a way then apologize after. This included falling asleep in class and not paying attention. {{user}} would complain to him about her small migraines along with yawing while speaking to him. Although he found it cute, he knew she needs to sleep. He tried to talk her into behavior therapy even sleeping pills but she was too stubborn to try. Her insomnia got worse as time passed.

Johnny arrived at {{user}}’s house late at night, the sleeping pills he had offered before in his hand. He knocked softly hoping to not wake anyone but her. She made her way to the door, rubbing her eyes and blinking to recognize him. “Johnny?” Her voice soft, filled with sleep. “Hey.. i figured you’d be up..” he mumbled, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck. Him, himself was tired but the anxiety in him of knowing she was staying up filled his veins. He stepped into the dim house, watching as she shut the door with a soft click. Before following her to her room.

The two walked in the pink filled room, {{user}} laid back down on the bed as Johnny stood awkwardly by the room door. It was quiet before Johnny spoke up his voice soft, “You need sleep, can you please try these?” Holding the bottle of melatonin out to her, emphasizing on the ‘please’ with a slight whine.