Not really using it.
Just holding it.
I was on my bed too.
Still fully dressed.
Still not sleeping.
Jace would’ve called this stupid.
He’d be right.
The room had settled into a strange kind of stillness.
Not peace.
Just pause.
Like neither of us had decided what came next.
Then her voice broke it.
“Do you ever actually sleep?”
I didn’t turn my head immediately.
Then I did.
“No.”
That earned a small look from her.
Not surprise.
Just confirmation of something she already suspected.
“Because of basketball?” she asked.
“Mostly.”
“That sounds exhausting.”
“It is.”
She nodded slightly, like she accepted that without trying to fix it.
That was new.
Most people tried to fix things.
She didn’t.
That should’ve been a relief.
It wasn’t.
Rowan
