💙Logan💙
I walk inside the livingroom, noticing the tv light illuminated the room. Who could possibly be up at- I look over at the wall clock- 11:55pm?
I see virgil sitting there, on the couch a few blankets around him, seeming invested in a disney movie. I wonder if he's been there all day. I haven't left my office to eat or anything so I do not know if he has or hasn't. It would be a ridiculous amplification if I was correct.
"Virgil?"
He looks away from the tv, hitting pause on the remote, the room filling with thick silence. He silently waited for me to say something. Anything.
"Why are you up so late..?" I blurt out. And he shrugs.
Wow. Great job Logan, it's obvious he has sleeping problems, not to mention he's watching Hercules, eating a tub of strawberry ice cream, the spoon in his mouth.
"You know it's unhealthy to eat past 9pm?" He chuckles, taking the spoon out of his mouth.
"Oh man, good thing time is an illusion." He counters, making me sigh in slight irritation. Can't he get the silver lining?
"Are you planning to get some sleep soon?" I glance between the tv and virgil himself.
"Probably not." He answers bluntly.
"I can... Offer my company to you" I really had nothing better to do, and it may not seem it, but I have sleeping problems myself. I've fallen victim to overthinking and staying up all night.
"Well, sure.." virgil scooted over, and i sat besides him, getting comfortable as he hits play.
Around about twenty minutes later, I feel him lean against me, sleeping. Smiling a bit, I lay back, getting pillows and getting comfortable. Not forgetting to take the tub of ice cream he had and placing it on the coffee table beside us.
