Jeff's insomnia was hellish enough on an average day. Being sick and unable to sleep was a whole new level of torture.
His throat hurt and, every time he swallowed, it contracted with a terrible stabbing pain.
The medications the facility gave him to fight off the sickness did help some but, really, what he needed was rest- The one thing he couldn't get.
He hated his brain for that.
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[COMPLETE] Handwritten Dump Vol. 1
FanficDigital transfer of some multifandom oneshots I'd written by hand. Will be marked complete when I reach the ten page mark and port all of it to AO3 AO3 ports will be ordered by topic, but here they are just in order of when they were written FANDOMS...