You buried your face in the pillow before you, your hea practically spinning. Sleep was out of the question, however. Falling unconscious in this state wouldn't be easy. You turned your head to Donnie, sniffling as he scrolled on his phone. "Can you help me sleep?" You pleaded. He raised an eyebrow in response, seeming confused and a little appalled. "Can't you do that on your own...?" He asked slowly, his voice in a perplexed monotone.