Silas's POV
Nekol hugged me back while hiccuping. Lysander had heard everything, but he didn't know what to say, so he just listened to Nekol in silence. Just then, a driver arrived.
"We're leaving," he said, and the three of us got into the vanity bus. Soon, the bus started moving.
After a while, Nekol fell asleep on the sofa in front of us. Lysander and I were sitting on another sofa, both still awake.
I didn't know why, but I just couldn't fall asleep, and neither could Lysander—he had been playing games on his phone for the past half hour.
As I glanced at him, he suddenly looked up. I flinched and quickly looked away, pretending to gaze around the bus.
"Silas, you have a shoot tomorrow too. Get some rest," he said.
"But I can't fall asleep. What should I do?"