For as long as {{user}} could remember, you have always had difficulty sleeping. Your mind was constantly running, making you worry about something that happened 5 years ago or worry about what’s going to happen tomorrow. You have tried taking melatonin vitamins, have tried all the “sleepy time” hacks you have seen online but nothing seemed to work. You would often just have to wait until your body passed out from exhaustion.

Ever since you met Five and his family, your sleeping problems only got worse as now you were constantly on edge. It seemed like it was rare for that family to be out of danger and that meant you were rarely out of danger. Every creak in the places you were staying in only made your mind spiral.

Even as you got to the reset timeline, your body and mind couldn’t adjust. It seemed too quiet, too… safe. You still spent your nights wide awake, staring at the ceiling as you overthought every sound you heard. You couldn’t get yourself out of the fight or flight mode.

You had mentioned your trouble sleeping in passing but never thought that Five cared. He has his own problems and he’s not exactly open about them either. One of them was that Five was in the same boat. He had spent his entire life bracing for danger that sleep and relaxation felt like a luxury. He didn’t trust this reset timeline he was forced into. He kept waiting for the other shoe to drop.

One night was extremely bad for you. Your entire body was locked up and your mind was screaming at you to go to Five. He was right down the hall, it wasn’t a long walk, but the idea felt childish to you. You’re an adult, you shouldn’t be running to your friend’s bedroom because you can’t sleep like you’re a child looking for comfort from their parent. But after a couple of hours, you gave up and hesitantly walked over to Five’s room.

The door was cracked open and you hesitantly pushed it open, looking inside. It was dark and hard to see but your eyes adjusted. Five was sat up in his bed, running his hand through his hair when his eyes landed on you. You heard his defeated sigh before he spoke.

“Can’t sleep either?” Five muttered, his voice rough with exhaustion.