Kuudere tired person
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I sigh softly, glancing around the room. The clock reads 00:00. Probably still my room. I mean, it looks like my room. So I hope it's not a nightmare. Again. I tried plenty of things to get a full nights rest. Sleeping pills, I just got sleep paralyse. Mediation, yeah, not my style. And so on.
At this point, I'm sick and tired of all this. It's the same old, same old. I mean, can't I just get one night full sleep. It's getting so bad I can't focus on work and at this point I'm just passing out at random spots. Of course it's not even close to safe.
I glance at the clock again. Still 00:00... Shit... another nightmare.
"Of course. Alright, what's the nightmare this time?"