Clay simply groans as he collapses back onto the couch he was sleeping on and I'm surprised to see him like this.
He looks like he could sleep for ages and I'm chuckling at this.
"You guys sleep a lot" I say looking at them and Eras quirks an eyebrow up at me
"Because you stayed up late we won't hear the end of it right?"
He says this and I have to roll my eyes.
"Aren't we also supposed to be asleep?" Oakley says and i smile
"When are we going to clean the house?, when we wake up, why don't we clean it now and sleep in late?".
Scott says this and I know that is what he will do, I know that is what he'll totally do.
Scott always has this bad habit of practically dividing chores for us, he has had this bad habit of dividing all the house chores in the house for each person even though it is not much.
I mean he simply has to clean his room and do some other things but yet he will make sure that i also to do my own part of the work.
"Aren't you sure that you'll just clean everywhere up?" I say looking at him and he shakes his head.
He shakes his head as he looks at me.
"I will not clean everywhere up, I am going to do my part and I'm going to leave the rest for you"
"Is my name written on any of the house chores in this place?" I say looking at him and he simply smiles.
"I'm going to bed".
Everyone nods. Everyone nods at this and I wonder why I'm feeling oddly awake today.
I wonder why I'm feeling oddly awake and aware of each and everything in my surroundings.
"You don't feel normal do you?" Oakley saysnlooking at me and I have to shake my head.
"Seriously, is this level of awareness possible?" I say and she quirks a sad eyebrow up at me and I have to scoff.
Is it normal for me to feel this awake?, by this time???.
I'm checking the time, I'm checking the time and i see that it is a few minutes past three already, I haven't slept a wink this night, i haven't slept all night and I know how I get when I have not slept for a night.
I become cranky but still I don't feel cranky at this point. I'm guessing that my mind is simply flying every which way and I have to sit down and massage my forehead.
"Are you worried?" she says sitting down beside me and I have to shake my head and smile because I do not know exactly what is wrong with me.
I don't know exactly why I'm feeling this weak.
Is it really worry that's making me feel like this, is it really worry that is making me feel this agitated.
I shake my head at her.
"I am not worried, I'm simply concerned. I'm concerned about something that I cannot place".