“You sleep here.”
“Sleep. I’m here to catch you.”
“If only Simon were here. He could probably bore you to sleep.”
“Can I…I mean, do you mind if I sleep up here? If you don't, I, um, understand. I just—""Yes." The word bolted out of me. "Yes, please. Maybe I'll be able to sleep if you're here.”
“Will you stay? I think I'd sleep better if you stayed here tonight. Then we could miss them together.”
“Mom's eyes blazed. "Are you sleeping with her?"Oh, god. Did we have to do this here? Now? "Well, actually," I smirked, "we don't get a lot of sleep.”