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Poison of Gull ([personal profile] writtendestiny) wrote in [community profile] redshiftrp2019-07-25 09:39 pm

text;

[It's the middle of the night, but who has time for sleep? Poison, who is often woken in the small hours by nightmares, does not.]

Anyone awake?
braveoff: <user name="iconsaveyou">; commissioned (pic#12587862)

text; @holloway

[personal profile] braveoff 2019-07-25 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Poison isn't the only one up at a ridiculous hour. Drake's been struggling to sleep ever since he wound up here, figuring he'd adjust to the stress and loneliness eventually, but it doesn't seem to be getting any better. Tonight he's writing himself a script for a post of his own, and since public speaking really isn't his thing he decides to check the network for inspiration... and sees Poison's simple message. ]

I am.

You okay?
itsnotaonesie: (i think the fuck not)

text; UN: Spides

[personal profile] itsnotaonesie 2019-07-25 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Peter like literally lives there but you know what he's gonna reply with text ANYWAY]

I'm up. You can't sleep either, huh?
treadswater: (even sand castles need a plan)

text; un: cresta

[personal profile] treadswater 2019-07-26 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
i am.

[ a pause. a long one, then: ]

insomnia or a request?
fishermansweater: (Sweet dreams are made of these)

text; un: Odair65

[personal profile] fishermansweater 2019-07-28 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Finnick and Annie are sleeping apart tonight; the beds in their room are tiny twins, and if one or the other of them isn't feeling up to constant contact, they can't sleep together.

Tonight is one of those nights, but since Annie was rescued from the Capitol, Finnick doesn't sleep well without her. He'd woken in a panic, unsure if he was still back in those horror weeks in District Thirteen when every moment had been consumed with misery about her.

He's remembered where he is now, that Annie is here with him, but sleep is gone. ]


Yeah, I am.

You having trouble sleeping?