Cisco had a major case of insomnia. Well, more like nightmares. These powers of his were becoming more and more prevelant in the things that he’d dream about. By the second night, he just decided to not try and fall asleep, rather he would just fall asleep while reading, watching a movie, or whatever else would lull him into a deep and dreamless sleep.

This was one of those nights. It’s not that he didn’t want to sleep, it’s that he was afraid to. He positioned himself in front of the television with a stack of movies and the whole night ahead of him. 

In the midst of Pirates of the Caribbean, his phone buzzed. Sara had texted him, and his whole face lit up. They texted for a while, and eventually he invited her over, despite it being the middle of the night. As the movie finished, he realized she’d probably be here soon. He looked down at what he was wearing and realized he was in the shirt he wore to work and his boxers. He scrambled to jump off the couch and run to grab a pair of pajama pants before she got here.

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