Fourth Floor Common Room [late evening]

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis could, once again, not sleep. So tonight she was curled up on the couch (where she had absolutely not fallen asleep the night before) and was watching whatever had come up on the television while sipping tea and poking at a roll of something called Rolos that she'd handwavily gotten earlier, along with a heap of other candies.

She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.

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[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely rolled his eyes and kissed her temple. "Of course you're not."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I'm also not trapping you here again," she said stubbornly.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"You really think I couldn't pick you up and move you if I didn't want to be trapped?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis nestled her head against his shoulder. "Thought you didn't want to wake me."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely trailed his fingers along her arm. "That too."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"You go to sleep first," she murmured. Not that she was crashing really hard from that sugar high or anything.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely closed his eyes and snuggled in closer. "See, I'm asleep."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Don't believe you," she mumbled, but she didn't really care, either, what with falling asleep.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"That's because you're smart," Seely murmured, pulling the candy out from behind his back and putting it in her lap before attempting to drift off for real, because he was seriously not sleeping on those all night.