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res w/ watching children's movies

[Peachpie1164]

Username: Peachpie1164
Kalon name: Fawn Nightingale
What do they do when they can't sleep:
When Fawn is unable to sleep she always turns to her massive library of books.
She has been collecting books ever since she was young, she even still has all
the books from her childhood although they are rather tattered and damaged.
The genre of a book doesn't matter to Fawn she loves all of them and all can
help relax her enough to sleep. She can even read the most intensely gory and
horrifying book in existence and still get a good nights sleep afterwards, instead
Fawn gets nightmares from horrible books either in the way they were written
or the plot and characters in general.
Although books are her major source of comfort before sleeping they are also
her downfall. Fawn has been known to get so into a book series she doesn't
sleep for days until she's finished it all. She can't sleep comfortably until
she knows every page has been finished and a story is complete.
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[Softea]

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kalon name: Velvet Lavender
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res with listening to rainforest noises + nice smells
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[25114013114]

Ooh my lord I love them
username: Froggenstein
kalon name: Sibyl
what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]: Drink tea and bury themselves in blankets, humming any song that comes to mind and hoping sleep will come. If that doesn't work they take a step outside and just exist in nature, listening to the wind and smelling the cold night air until they get drowsy.
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[wonderlandfox]

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[sillies]

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[angelshy]

friendly bump ! c:

[0h-Six]

username: Lloril
kalon name: Amelia
what do they do when they can't sleep [700 word limit]:
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“When will your next piece be ready”

“What will be your next inspiration?”

“Do you have a date for your next performance?”

“Will you have enough for rent?”

“What will they think of you?”

“You’ll never go anywhere.”

“Who would want to hear you play?”

Tears begin to stream down Amelia’s face as her thoughts and anxieties begin to consume her once more; she knew sleep would evade her once more. On nights like this, curling up into her fluff and multitudes of blankets would be enough to lull her into a soft sense of security but that would barely scratch the surface of her worries. No, at times like these, when the thoughts are too muddled, it would be best to pour them out; to mold them into something happy and beautiful. She padded into her living room where her grand piano stood proud. A gift from her mother, it brought a light into the room that permeated through the darkness, wherever it may be. The stool creaked in its familiar way and her paw brushed the well-worn keys. With a shuddering breath, she wiped the tears from her face and began to play.
The beginning melody was brash and abrasive, seemingly mocking her tears that fell fresh from her eyes. Amelia grit her teeth, closing her eyes to lessen the sting and let her memory guide her paws. Her shoulders shook as she held in a few sobs and soon her music took on a calm yet somber tone. The familiar motions began to relax her and eventually the music began to sound at peace. This was how she preferred her nightly sessions to sound but unfortunately at times of high stress, things tend to go south. She smiled and swayed to the sound, feeling much lighter and knowing that she can sort through her thoughts in the morning.

Not all sleepless nights are dates with her piano. There are nights where Amelia has too much pent-up energy to properly play; either she’s too giddy to sleep or keep a consistent tune or there are times where she becomes so frustrated she fears for her piano keys. Not one for much conversation or conflict, it was difficult to find another outlet to let out her feelings. Writing her music could only do so much but when a friend managed to coax her to a party months ago, Amelia stood aside in awe at all the others having the time of their lives; not caring what they looked like or how others saw them. They just flowed with the music in their own way.

So, on nights like those Amelia throws caution to the wind, loads up her favorite playlist, and dances her heart out. Fast-paced songs with heavy beats help exhaust a lot of her energy rather quickly, so she generally only saves those for when she’s angry. For the most part, some light EDM or some catchy pop can keep her entertained for hours until she’s out of breath and her legs feel like Jell-O. Nonetheless her dance nights always leave her with a huge smile on her face and some fluff out of place but it’s nothing a nice after-soak can’t handle.

Amelia yawned and stretched, sighing in satisfaction as a few joints popped. The wall clock read that it was nearing four in the morning but she didn’t mind, her session left her emotionally drained but in a good way. She stood and gave the piano a pat, thanking it for helping her with her thoughts and with a flick of the light switch, the room was once again bathed in darkness but she herself couldn’t feel lighter.
She could always count on her music.

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[Jippy]

Have to drop out sadly! :c Congrats to the winner though, such a pretty babe! ^^