Pairings (in this chapter): Anaroyality (Virgil/Roman/Patton)
Warnings (please tell me if there's anything I should add!): Angst, swearing, mentions of insomnia, inability to sleep, crying, mentions of/implied panic attack, kissing, implied jealousy, Deceit, sympathetic Deceit, Roman is rude at one point in this and I can assure you that will continue
Word Count: 1,962
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Logan has a very simple sleep schedule. He wakes up at 5:30, so he can take a shower and be out and ready for the day by 6:00. He starts getting ready for bed at 8:30 and makes sure to be in bed by 9:00. Not necessarily asleep by 9:00. He can almost never do that, only managing it when he's had a very long and very exhausting day. He usually tucks himself into bed and lays there, staring at the dark ceiling for an hour or two, then passes out.
It may not be the best schedule or the most "fun", as Roman and Patton have told him on several occasions, but it's his. It makes sense to him and he likes it. That's what counts. It makes him feel in control.
It was a Friday when it all began. Well, really, it began quite a while ago. There was no real way for Logan to tell where it all began. But this day is what set it off. It's almost like everything else was a domino being placed and this day was what pushed down the first domino, sending them all toppling.
The day started off bad. Apparently, the power went out at some point, so Logan's alarm clock got reset. He didn't notice until he was woken up at 3:30 instead of 5:30. This led him to be grumpy and tired all day. He had tried to go back to sleep, but it was no use. So he laid in bed, very unhappy, until it was actually time for him to get up.
Then he got up and started his normal routine, gathering his clothes and going into the bathroom to take a shower. That went fine, but when he attempted to go downstairs for breakfast, he almost fell down the stairs.
The day seemed to just get worse and worse. Logan tried to eat his usual breakfast (Crofter's and toast) but they were out of Crofter's and Roman "wasn't in the mood" to summon more, so he had to settle for cereal. Then they had to record a video, which took up most of the day. He thought that the others might start to listen to him more after what happened with Remus, but this was not the case. They continued to ignore the logical side, making him feel...no. Irritating him. It was irritating when the others refused to take him seriously and ignore him.
After this, Logan really wanted to go back to his room and read until bedtime. Unfortunately for him, Friday's are, as Patton calls them, "FamILY Fun Night". So Logan was stuck downstairs. He was forced to eat food he wasn't really up for eating and had to sit with the others watching a movie he didn't want to watch.
He's been keeping an eye on his watch since the movie started, subtly checking it at least every three minutes. When the big hand of the small clock finally met the six, he got up and started to head upstairs without a word to the others. He only got a few feet away from his seat.
"Where ya goin' Lolo?" Patton asks, making Logan freeze in his spot. He turns to the three, who are staring at him. Roman is in the corner of the couch with Patton cuddled into him, Virgil's back pressed against his side.
"Bed, " Logan says simply, trying to ignore the way something deep in his chest seems to ache and cry at the sight in front of him. Roman groans loudly at this, annoyed.
"It's not even 9 yet, Nerd!" he scoffs. "What, is your silly sleep schedule more important than us?" Patton gently swats at Roman's shoulder.
"Be nice, Ro!" Patton scolds. "If Logan wants to go to bed he can." Then all eyes are back on him as if expecting an answer to the statement.
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