A Singer or a Fighter (Tori Vega/Shelby Marx)

5am thoughts

5am shown in bright red on the clock on top of the nightstand. She gets like this sometimes. Too tired to do anything. Even sleep.

The fight is this weekend, but strangely enough, it isn't weighing too heavily on her mind. In fact, she's looking forward to it. She always sleeps the best after a match. It'll definitely help this case of insomnia that has been getting progressively worse.

Tori rolled away from the clock, struggling to think of anything to help her mind just fall asleep.

Yeah, no.

She picked up her phone, the dim light illuminating her room which most would think would have a happy theme to it. It was modern, light, with open space. However there were dark parts that was more in character with Shelby.

Opening The Slap, I scrolled though my feed, chuckling every now and then at a funny video. My laugh abruptly cut off into a choke when Jades latest post came into view. Jade has always looked good. Perfect at all times. And now was no exception. She was wearing one of her lacy black dresses that showed her... attributes very well.

Tori swallowed and put down her phone slowly. What is happening right now?

Shaking my head, I grabbed my phone and closed the page.

Am I having some kind of nervous breakdown due to the match and seeing Jade triggered it? Like a fight or flight response? I need answers!

Burying myself in my blanket and pillows, I hoped sleep would come soon.

Newsflash, it didn't. And neither did answers.

Ayo, luvlycatra here. Sorry I haven't been updating, I will make more effort to updating regularly. There were many plot choices I needed to make and I was being indecisive. So that's on me lol. Thanks for sticking with me! I promise I'm not abandoning any of my works. Just takes time :)