I’m a lost girl: Why can’t I sleep?
He nodded in agreement and yawned.
Text: “I don’t know why I can’t sleep, I got up extremely early this morning because I went to read fanmail and sign some autographs to mail out…I have no idea why my sleep schedule seems so messed up tonight.”
He turned over on his side and started rubbing Chewie’s belly as he tried closing his eyes.
[TXT] I’ve given up trying to force myself to sleep. I just fall asleep whenever. Last I’ve been up is 8 a.m.
She laughed softly, leaning against the counter as the tea brewed.
hahahahaha
when little kids dance better than i do o.o
(Source: brainswag)
I’m a lost girl: Why can’t I sleep?
He sits up on his bed and pets Chewie, who nudged his hand gently, before he replies.
Text: “Well then, now I have someone to talk to at least! Why can’t you sleep?”
She laughed gently, hanging her arms over the edge of her bed.
[TXT]: I can agree with you there, haha.
He bit at his lip and ran his fingers through his messy brown curls.
Text: “See, there is something good coming out of this, we have each other to talk to.”
He laughed and laid back onto the bed, looking over at the clock and noticing it was 2:30, he turned over on his stomach and laid face down on his pillow and let out a sigh.
[TXT] Only bad thing is we have fucked up sleep schedules. :P
She pursed her lips, standing up to pad into the kitchen and make herself a mug of tea.
I’m a lost girl: Why can’t I sleep?
He sits up on his bed and pets Chewie, who nudged his hand gently, before he replies.
Text: “Well then, now I have someone to talk to at least! Why can’t you sleep?”
She laughed gently, hanging her arms over the edge of her bed.
[TXT]: I can agree with you there, haha.
- Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd give up!
- Peter: If you were me, I'd be ugly!
He lays on his bed looking up at the ceiling, wondering what’s keeping him from resting his eyes, he’s so tired but he just can’t close his eyes for some reason…
[TXT]: Hey… You awake?
He hears his phone buzz and it breaks his stare away from the ceiling.
“Who the h-?” He smiled slightly and rubbed his eyes when he saw that it was Noelle.
Text: “Yeah, oddly, I am awake…wide awake. What are you doing awake at this time?”
She smiled when she got a text back, rolling onto her stomach.
[TXT]: I’ve been a night owl lately. So I’m not tired.
He lays on his bed looking up at the ceiling, wondering what’s keeping him from resting his eyes, he’s so tired but he just can’t close his eyes for some reason…
[TXT]: Hey… You awake?
