Text: "I don’t know why we aren’t able to sleep then…oh well."
He stood up and stretched before walking into the bathroom and looking into the mirror. His eyes were dark underneath and they were a little bloodshot. He placed his hands on the counter and leaned on them for a moment before he decided to take a hot shower.
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.
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.