Camila tapped her fingers in a wavy rhythm for what seemed to be the millionth time that hour. It was late night and the poor Cuban-Mexican girl couldn't sleep a wink. She wasn't energetic yet she wasn't drowsy. Camila was just Camila and she was up.

"My ceiling is weird" The brunette mumbled to herself. She had been saying all her thoughts out loud for the past couple hours. They all ranged from her thoughts on Donald Trump's elaborate idiotic schemes to become president to the mere existence of gallbladders.

"It's just so bland and so boring," The girl furrowed her eyebrows, "I know ! Maybe I'll just put something on it !"

The girl lifted herself up off her bed and scurried towards her dresser. Earlier on in the night, she drew random images to try and tire herself out but it only made her even more awake. Camila mentally debated on two pictures at hand but eventually gave up and chose both.

"Okay so you, Mr. Poorly Drawn Penguin, will go right here on the ceiling," The Hispanic girl wobbled a bit on her bed and taped the image to her ceiling, "And you Señorita Poorly Drawn Moon Emoji, will go right here- HOLY JESUS"

The girl tried reaching too high up upon the ceiling and ended up crashing back on her mattress; her poorly drawn moon emoji image right along her back.

Camila grumbled and slowly grabbed the image from behind her. The drawing itself was crumbled to the core; leaving the paper wrinkled.

"Well at least you finally do look like a moon emoji" Camila sighed and threw the paper upon the ground.

What to do ? What to do ?

The girl could pull up a movie on Netflix, but thought against it; realizing that searching for a movie on Netflix was overwhelming. The Hispanic girl contemplated turning on her television but remembered it was late night and only weird shows came on.

"Oh ! Maybe I can call one of the girls !" Camila mentally high fived to only realize her cellphone was all the way across the room, charging. The girl grumbled childishly and crossed her arms.

"Siri !" She called out.

A vibration erupted from her phone followed by the voice responding, "How can I help you Oh Great One ?"

The Cuban-Mexican girl smiled at the ridiculous nickname she set and continued, "Call Ally"

"Calling Waffle House Mama ☝🏼👩🏽😍❣"

Camila sat herself up against the wall and patiently waited for the phone call to be answered. After many rings, the Mexican girl's voicemail came up, causing a frown to grow on Camila's face.

Ally was a smart one, she always did keep her phone on "Do Not Disturb" mode at night. The brunette didn't feel like getting out of her bed so she lazily throw her slipper at the shoe and hopped it'd end the call.

Although her aim was usually off key, she successfully hit the screen and somehow ended the call. The mixed Hispanic girl smiled and did a tiny victory dance to herself.

After feeling satisfied, the brunette was back to square one. Who to call ?

She couldn't call Normani because her and her grandma were going out in her grandmother's new car together. The brown skin girl was probably face deep in her pillow.

Camila definitely couldn't call Dinah. Even though the girl usually stayed up all night; Camila remembered her saying she had to take care of Seth for the day, so that was automatically a no.

The only person left was the one and only Lauren. The girl was a natural vampire. She seemed to never fall asleep and when she did, nobody could tell because it would be at the randomest times.

"Siri !" Camila called out. The device didn't respond, "Siri ! Siri ! Siri answer me !"

The Cuban-Mexican girl once again threw her slipper at the cellphone to only knock it off the nightstand onto the carpet.

"Oh my God," Camila craned her neck nervously towards the phone, "Siri are you okay ?"

"All is good in the neighborhood" The device responded face down.

"Oh okay good. Siri call Lauren"

"Calling Lern Jergi 👀✳️☮"

Camila patiently waited. The phone rang and rang and rang; leaving the girl anxious. She didn't know if she would pick up.

"Hello ?" A raspy voice emitted from the speaker.

"Hey Lauren !"

"Camila, it's literally 1 am. What's wrong ?"

The younger Cuban looked at her alarm clock and blushed sheepishly, "Oh nothing... I just got bored and couldn't sleep"

There was a pause on the line, "You woke me up because you were bored ?"

"I mean, if you put it that way..."

"I'm going to hang up if I don't get a valid reason to continue this conversation"

Camila groaned, "Oh come on Lern, you've gotta loosen up a bit !"

"I was loosened up in my dreams"

"Then what happened ?"

"I woke up"

Camila awkwardly scratched her neck, "Oh... Hehehe, oops ?"

"I'm going to hang up now" There were multiple sounds, sounding someone was trying to end the call

"No ! No ! No ! Wait ! Let's do something, keep each other up and in company !"

"Camz I was sleeping. I didn't need any company"

"Well I did, and as my sister from another mister, you are obligated to help your sister"

An audible sigh came from the phone, "We are only sisters from 9 to 5, before those hours my ass is doing my business while you're doing yours"

"Okay then let's call it overtime then," The brunette girl adjusted herself and continued to talk, "We are having extended sister time"

"Camila, I don't want to be sisters at 1 am. I'm hung the hell over, I can't feel my right buttcheek, half the things you're saying don't even make sense, and I'm only processing half the things you say"

The Cuban-Mexican girl giggled, "How can you not feel your right buttcheek ?"

"Is that really all you processed from what I said ?" Lauren sighed frustratedly, "Camila, I'm tired. I want to go back to sleep"

"But Lauren wait, I have an idea"

"What ?"

"Let's go on an adventure"

Lauren pulled the phone from her ear and looked at the screen stupidly, "An adventure ?"

"Yeah ! I was reading this story earlier and these two guys were on an adventure and I realized I lack adventurous moments in my life"

"Camila, you're literally the clumsiest person I know. You going through adventurous wouldn't happen"

The brunette held her chest offended at the statement, "Hey ! I don't see why I can't go on one !"

"You might fuck around and end up face deep in quick sand in the middle of New York somehow," Lauren yawned loudly, "Now can I please go to sleep ?"

"That's not true !" The Cuban girl paused and came up with a fantastic idea, "Hey Lauren ! Maybe let's start off with a small adventure ! Let's go to Taco Bell !"

Lauren rolled her eyes, "I don't want that mess at," The girl glanced at the time on her phone, "1:31 in the morning."

"Aww come on Lolo ! We can have a pajama food run ! They won't even judge us because all the weird things happen so early"

"I'm not even wearing pajamas"

"Oh okay, then what are you wearing ?"

"I'm naked"

"Even better ! A pajama and nude adventure !"

There was a long pause on the line. Camila thought the call had ended before she heard Lauren speak, "Yeah no, goodnight"

Before any of Camila's protest could get to Lauren, the call ended. Camila sighed deeply before flopping right back down upon her pillow.

What to do now ?

As minutes pass, Camila wiggled her toes as she continued to sing childhood theme songs. She was in the middle of Kim Possible when her phone began to ring. This time Camila didn't hesitate to hop out of bed and pick up her phone. She didn't even bother to check who was calling at that time in morning.

"Hello ?" She asked breathlessly.

"I'll only go to Taco Bell with you if you buy me a meal deal"

Camila grinned widely, "And you'd better put on some clothes"

"Way ahead of you, I already have on my onesie"

"Yeah me too ! Okay I'll be there in five"

"Make it four, I'm hungry as hell"

The Cuban-Mexican girl chuckled, "Of course Lauren"

She hung up the call and darted towards the door, ready for her late night adventure at 1 am.