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"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."

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[ It's late. Ridiculously late, and Jesse might have had some troubles finding sleep himself with his bunkmate moving around so much down below his bed. It takes Ellie ages to fall asleep in this godforsaken place, much more than the world she came from. And that's saying something. It's different when you're forcibly separated from the man who's protected you for so long, when you felt so safe in the same place as him. Now is a different ballgame, involving people who come from many worlds-- Some more privileged than others. ]

[ But eventually, she got there. Ellie is a restless sleeper, flipping this way and that under her sheets, murmuring, breathing heavily... It's just a part of her. And sometimes, a lot of times, she'll have nightmares. Yet another part of her. ]

[ The darkness of the room is silent, perfectly quite save for her soft noises until finally-- ]

Aaaaaaaaghh get OFF ME!

[ With a shriek, Ellie is forced from her slumber. She sits up fast, even managing to hit her head on the frame of Jesse's bunk above her. She yelps, hunkering forward to grab her head while the rest of her trembles and writhes from the night terror in her mind. She curses under her breath, voice shaken as she rocks back and forth. ]

[ Jesse used to sleep better. He doesn't sleep so well in Haven, for obvious reasons. Add to that the commotion that Ellie is making in her bottom bunk and he's rubbing the half-sleep from his eyes, waking up, sitting up-- and that's when he hears the screaming. The sound of that shriek pierces through the room and he bolts up, flinching at the thud that follows. ]

Fuck-- [ Jesse doesn't think to use the stairs for whatever reason. He drops down by hanging off the side of his bed and hits the ground-- and no, it's not a graceful drop. Literally, he hits the ground, like he rolled out of bed and went flying. But he bounces back up immediately because he's springy like that. ] Ellie?!

[ And blinks at her in the dark, trying to adjust his eyesight to it. He crouches at the side of her bed and whispers. ] You okay? What's wrong? Damn, you scared the shit outta me.

[ For a while, all she knows is the ringing in her ears and the throbbing of her head from hitting it so hard. She's still halfway asleep, her body not quite registering what's going on and keeping her in a locked, hunched over position. She's breathing heavily, eyes tightly shut when she curls herself up by her knees. ]

Don't touch me, don't fucking touch me--

[ That smack on the head hasn't done her any good, and she's not quite paying attention to Jesse right now. ]

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