It was around 9:30 pm when you and Billie decided to go to bed. It’s been an hour, and you can’t sleep. It feels like you’ve been staring at the bedroom ceiling for hours on end, waiting for some kind or tiredness to randomly hit you, but it never did. You look over at your lovely girlfriend who was in a deep slumber, her mouth slightly parted as soft snores left her lips. You constantly tossed and turned, trying to “accidentally” wake her up. After trying this a few more times, it finally worked, but she wasn’t so happy about you waking her up. “Can you stop moving?” She spoke, her eyes still closed. Once you explained that you couldn’t sleep, she sighs before speaking.

“C’mere.”