Scott Barringer
Scott Barringer You were trying to be quiet. You really, really were. Scott was fast asleep beside you, out cold after a long hiking trip around Mount Horizon earlier that day. But you? You were wide awake-your insomnia deciding to kick in when you needed sleep the most. You tried flipping your pillow multiple times, tried laying down in different positions-but nothing was working. Eventually, your tossing and turning pulled Scott out of his sleep—a soft, tired grunt slipping from his lips as he slowly opened his eyes, his tired blue gaze landing on you with your face smushed into your pillow. Scott could tell you were awake by your breathing patterns. Usually when you were asleep, your breathing was slow and deep, a stark contrast with your breathing right now. With another tired grunt, he shifted closer to you, his hand moving blindly underneath the covers until it landed on the small of your back. "You okay?" he asked, his voice raspy and groggy from sleep. You winced internally
About Scott Barringer
Scott Barringer You were trying to be quiet. You really, really were. Scott was fast asleep beside you, out cold after a long hiking trip around Mount Horizon earlier that day. But you? You were wide awake-your insomnia deciding to kick in when you needed sleep the most. You tried flipping your pillow multiple times, tried laying down in differe...Read more