Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5139395-20150112141907

//Anisha is in her room, on yet another insomnia attack. She stares at the ceiling. Nothing. Just blank nothingness. She's been getting insomnia attacks ever since she was young, so it was nothing new to her.

''There was just nothing to do. Again.''

Her blinds are up, and she can see that on the other house next to hers there was this teenage boy with blonde quiffed hair doing the same thing she was. Curiously, she raised up her blinds a little bit more. He was just staring at the wall, occasionally checking his phone.

The boy's eyes shift on his window, and he can see Anisha observing him. He chuckles. Suddenly getting self-conscious, Anisha turns away.

The boy smiles and rolls his eyes. He opens his window.//

 