Ideas?
I can not say this enough, if anyone has any idea, can you please tell me? Even if you have an idea for a whole new book, I'll hear you out.
Roman lay on his back hanging off the side of his bed. Why couldn't he come up with any ideas? All the ones he did come up with were bad anyway. He'd tried painting earlier in the day, but in his opinion it failed.
Why was he so useless? No-one liked his ideas. Everyone was constantly downplaying his ideas and he'd had enough. He made a promise to himself that he wouldn't produce ideas until the others either noticed or apologized.
How well that worked out, it only took him two days to crack and start producing ideas like crazy. Sent into overdrive, he didn't eat or sleep for a long while. He was exhausted and tired after maybe five days but he couldn't bring himself to stop working. If he stopped working then he wouldn't be productive anymore and would fall behind on his schedule. He had a million things to do and sleep was the least of his worries.
Roman slowly stood up and stretched, wanting to ask Logan something. He trudged down the hallway like a zombie and it was clear to anyone that he was suffering from extreme sleep loss. If Roman wasn't careful, he'd go crazy. Yet Roman himself seemed blissfully unaware of his predicament.
Virgil stopped him on his way to Logan's room.
"Are you okay?" He questioned.
"I'm fine. *yawn* I just have to ask Logan something." Roman replied, clearly not only tired but exhausted.
"Nope, you're going to bed." Virgil insisted.
"Awww, but I'm not done with my work." Roman said, trying to make Virgil feel guilty.
"Nope, you're going straight to bed." Virgil resisted Roman's charms.
"But how will I sleep with all the ideas bouncing around in my brain." Roman pouted.
"I'll stay with you." Virgil spoke, though he instantly regrettted it.
"Really?!" Roman squeaked, he looked so happy.
"Yeah." Virgil muttered.
"Thank you!" Roman kissed Virgil on the cheek before dragging him to his room.
When they got there, they saw papers littered everywhere. Pencil shaving marks embedded deeply into the carpet and a huge splash of rainbow paint covering an entire corner. Luckily the bed has relatively unaffected so they decided to get some rest and clean up tommorrow.
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