Vigilant
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in·som·ni·a- noun habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep Rhiannon is a 17 year old insomniac that spends her days and nights in the Vigilant Study Institution (VSI). She contributes to the facility to do their research for a cure to heavily affected insomniacs. Miles is an 18 year old insomniac who refuses to be treated for his condition. He is reckless and selfish. But what happens when you enter an Miles into VSI with the selfless Rhiannon?
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