[he continues to toss and turn, but to no avail is he able to actually fall asleep. he gives out a frustrated cry as he rolls back over on to his back and stares up at marco's ceiling. he hears the alarm clock continue to tick away at the passing time, before he finally drags himself up and out of bed. he wanders down stairs and squints. he can't see the couch. hold on let him touch feel his way around.
once he's found one of the sides of the couch he slowly crawls on to it.] Marco I can't sleep.
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once he's found one of the sides of the couch he slowly crawls on to it.] Marco I can't sleep.