Vanilla couldn't fucking sleep, but you could. You slept like a goddamn baby who'd been coked up on melatonin. Whereas ‘Nilla slept like melatonin wasn't even in her vocabulary.

So now she found herself gaming at like, what? 3am? Her leg bounced idly, the blue light of his screen illuminating her features as she gnawed his bottom lip. she didn't know whether it was stress, or nerves, or simply a lack of being tired, but she had so much energy that she didn't know what to do with, to be fair. "Oh, fuck you," she muttered under his breath when someone placed higher than her.

She was used to being practically silent as she gamed, since she only usually did it when you were dead asleep.

And she was great at clocking your presence, even when enthralled in the game. "Hey," her voice was slower, thick with sleep. "You gonna go back to sleep? Or what?" Her voice was gentle, eyes flickering back over to you for a moment before she looked back at the game, cursing under her breath at something that had happened.

"Can come sit here if you want," she offered, scooting over before she laughed softly at your sleepy face, swaying in the chair. "Don't mind," she adds, fingers moving deftly against the keyboard.

she was such a sweetheart, even when you probably didn't appreciate it much due to your sleepy state.