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some nights never end |
Aug. 3rd, 2019 06:53 pm[ Everyone has nights like this, once in a while:
Nights where there's nothing wrong -- no pressing, potentially world-ending (or even just deeply unpleasant and/or uncomfortable) disasters -- and no fights, no disagreements, where no caffeine was consumed too late before bedtime and nothing you ate disagreed with you, when you're bone-tired after a long productive day... and you still can't sleep. Sometimes, out of nowhere, old regrets and uncertainties rise up out of the ether and blindside you while you're just trying to relax for the night. It happens to anyone, and whoever says otherwise is a liar.
Which, generally speaking, Ritsuka isn't. Little white lies now and then, sure; the occasional fib or deliberate deception now and then, of course. She's only human, after all. But she's a self-aware one, and even if most nights she has no trouble dropping off almost right away, some nights feel like they stretch on endlessly, no matter what she tries. She's flipped her pillows, she's kicked off the blankets, retrieved the blankets, laid down on the floor, had water, scrolled mindlessly through social media feeds on her phone, and even if she's tired, she can't sleep.
So finally she goes for her last option: a walk around Chaldea. Even if Servants don't need to sleep, most of them keep to their rooms when it gets to be this late; the few that are still awake will surely either be in the training rooms or brooding off in isolated areas. It's highly unlikely for her to run into anyone that will cause a fuss over her being awake this late, and that's the part that matters.
Especially because she forgoes getting properly dressed: just the camisole and shorts that she sleeps in and a bigger loose T-shirt over those, and some house slippers. Exercise is supposed to help, she's always heard, so surely a few laps around the main base will help her settle.
Ritsuka walks at a slower pace than she does usually, her eyes trained on her feet. She's not particularly watching where she's going, just following the curve of the hallway. After all, she's alone out in these hallways.
Right? ]
Nights where there's nothing wrong -- no pressing, potentially world-ending (or even just deeply unpleasant and/or uncomfortable) disasters -- and no fights, no disagreements, where no caffeine was consumed too late before bedtime and nothing you ate disagreed with you, when you're bone-tired after a long productive day... and you still can't sleep. Sometimes, out of nowhere, old regrets and uncertainties rise up out of the ether and blindside you while you're just trying to relax for the night. It happens to anyone, and whoever says otherwise is a liar.
Which, generally speaking, Ritsuka isn't. Little white lies now and then, sure; the occasional fib or deliberate deception now and then, of course. She's only human, after all. But she's a self-aware one, and even if most nights she has no trouble dropping off almost right away, some nights feel like they stretch on endlessly, no matter what she tries. She's flipped her pillows, she's kicked off the blankets, retrieved the blankets, laid down on the floor, had water, scrolled mindlessly through social media feeds on her phone, and even if she's tired, she can't sleep.
So finally she goes for her last option: a walk around Chaldea. Even if Servants don't need to sleep, most of them keep to their rooms when it gets to be this late; the few that are still awake will surely either be in the training rooms or brooding off in isolated areas. It's highly unlikely for her to run into anyone that will cause a fuss over her being awake this late, and that's the part that matters.
Especially because she forgoes getting properly dressed: just the camisole and shorts that she sleeps in and a bigger loose T-shirt over those, and some house slippers. Exercise is supposed to help, she's always heard, so surely a few laps around the main base will help her settle.
Ritsuka walks at a slower pace than she does usually, her eyes trained on her feet. She's not particularly watching where she's going, just following the curve of the hallway. After all, she's alone out in these hallways.
Right? ]
