The team's sleep schedule was awful to put lightly. Sev was often found listening to music, Troy worried over nothing and Adler still on a caffeine high.

Woods and Case slept enough but Felix was really the only one with a proper schedule, always making it clear that he'd be no use sleep deprived.

You on the other hand were restless, particularly tonight. Dragging yourself down the creaking hallways you saw the main room light was on and the most unexpected face was there.

He was typing away at the computer, still going through whatever Marshall had saddled him with. Despite that he spoke up first, "Nothing is quite like a good night's rest, it is a shame neither of us seem to be indulging."