Fic Post: Fever - Chapter 4
Title: Fever
Author: songoffate
Fandom: Zoey 101
Pairings: Chase/Logan, Michael/Lisa, Quinn/Lola, Zoey/OC(Simon)
Rating: M..ish. But that comes later.
Okay just don't listen to me when it comes to update times. Just don't do it because I'm a failure of such EPIC proportions when it comes to deadlines for myself, lol.
"Hey Logan! Chase!" Lola called out from the crowd, who had long gone back to what they were doing, dragging Quinn along behind her. She was looking at them with a small frown on her face. As if they were some equation that she couldn't figure out. It was kind of frightening. Chase gulped nervously as they approached. Everyone knew what happened when Quinn couldn't figure something out; something usually got blown up.
Logan lifted one of his hands to wave at the girls. "Sup ladies?" He grinned unrepentantly as Chase rolled his eyes again. The guy just had no shame.
Lola shot a pointed look at them, flicking her gaze to where Logan's hands still rested at Chase's waist with a devious smirk. "Not much. Just…enjoying the show." She raised her eyebrow at Chase who blushed and jumped out of Logan's arms and a good foot away. Logan frowned slightly before his arms shot back to his sides. At least Chase was pretty sure that's what he saw because when he looked again Logan's suave grin was back in place. Things were kind of mixed up in his head at the second, so of course he could be wrong. Yeah..
"Nice dancing by the way." Quinn winked at him and Chase groaned.
"God can we just never mention this again?"
Logan's arm slipped warm and familiar around his shoulders while his other hand came up to slap him on the chest. "No can do buddy. Cell phones have cameras now. Our epic bromance is gonna be immortalized on everyone's facebook pages until the day we die."
Chase groaned again.
"I hate you so much."
Logan's response was a blinding grin and he couldn't help but return it.
Zoey's lip curled upward in a scowl at Logan and Chase's display. Because of course if all the attention wasn't entirely on them then they found a way to fix that. She was surprised Michael hadn't been in on it. It was obvious they were trying to ruin her party. The 'gay' play she hadn't expected them to pull out at something like this but she had underestimated them before.
"Whoa." Simon chuckled suddenly, head tilted slighting to the side in that adorable way of his. "You never told me that was going on when you introduced me to them Zo'" He said, shooting her an amused glance out of the corner of his eye. "What, did you think I'd care?"
Zoey blinked, confused. "Hmm?"
"Your friends." He tilted his chin to the dance floor, smiling fondly at her as if she was purposefully being slow. "You didn't tell me they were together."
Ooh. She started, staring up at Simon in shock.
Huh.
She hadn't thought he was that gullible.
Zoey didn't have to look to see who Simon was talking about. She had a pretty good idea. "Um." She blinked rapidly at him, shaking her head at the thought of Logan and Chase actually…together. She cringed at the image, giggling to herself at the absurdity of it. "I have no idea what you're talking about." She forced another chuckle. "They aren't together, they just pull this act sometimes. It's a thing they do. Mostly to annoy us or get attention."
She saw Simon's dark blond eyebrow's raise towards his forehead and his lips pressed together to smother his tilting grin. "Okay, grabbing each others asses or holding hands is one thing, but that looks pretty damn convincing to me." he chuckled again, obviously very amused by her friends. Well at least somebody was. "They must use it on you often, huh?"
"I don't know!" Zoey huffed, annoyed at her boyfriend's sudden fascination with her friends' idiotic quirks as she crossed her arms. "Why does it matter?"
"It's just…" Simon shook his head and looked back out to the dance floor again, brow furrowed. "Are you sure?"
She scoffed. "Oh please, they're horrible. You must be a whole lot easier to punk than the rest of us." Zoey laughed, swiveling her head to match Simon's line of sight. She had fully intended to shoot a menacing glare Logan and Chase's way for being insensitive assholes once again(they had been known to seriously piss off the kids that actually were gay) but instead ended up stuttering helplessly over the words.
Logan and Chase were still standing in the middle of the room after their impromptu dance session, and pressed flush together. Chase's arms wrapped tight around Logan's neck, head tilted up only slightly to meet the others eye while Logan's own arms were fit snugly around Chase's waist as if they belonged there. This wasn't like the other times when they would cling to each other and make kissy faces, this was…different. And, well, strange.
But that wasn't the most disconcerting thing. It was…they were smiling at each other. Not those huge, goofy, mischievous grins they got when they thought they were doing something particularly 'awesome'( read: stupid). No, these smiles were small and soft and…affectionate? She'd never seen that look on Chase's face before; not even with her, she noted with a small clench of her jaw against the sudden flare of jealousy. And she sure as hell had never seen, heard of or read about Logan looking at anyone that way.
And they were just standing there like that. So close they were breathing each others air, smiling those stupid soppy smiles at each other and what in the world was going on here?
She saw Logan whisper something to Chase that made the other teen's smile grow wide and light his face up. It took her seeing him like that now to realize that he hadn't looked that happy in, well, months. Which she knew was her fault, for the most the fact that it was Logan Reese of all people putting that smile on Chase's face again after so long…it…it was barely comprehensible.
"They…uh." She struggled to smile up at Simon in the flurry of confusion that was clouding her thoughts. Since when was Logan the one to make Chase happy? They've always been best friends but Logan, in his core, was as selfish as they come. Chase was so sensitive and good, it didn't make sense for them to have suddenly gotten as emotionally close as all that. "I guess they've gotten a bit better. They tend to bust out the big guns when they're really trying to put on a show." She hedged, proud that her voice was steady and confidant sounding in a way that she definitely did not feel.
Simon snorted into his hand, eyebrow twitching upward like he was unconvinced but he said nothing more about it as he smiled and waved at the next little batch of Zoey's friends that came up to meet him. "Oh and this must be Simon!" Zoey tore her eyes away from Logan and Chase when they finally separated, definitely not noticing how slow and reluctant their movements were. It was just too weird to think about.
Michael can honestly say that this was one of the best and strangest parties that he and his friends had ever managed to make happen. Best because, duh, so far he'd gotten to spend all night with his girl. Who was by far the most fantastic person in the whole damn world and proved herself as such by taking pity on him when his 'dancing feet' were starting to lag by claiming she was thirsty and needed a rest just so he didn't have to admit that he was tired.
Lisa could dance until she passed out, she never needed to rest. Girl had some amazing stamina. And yes that could be taken in more than one way, thanks.
And strange because, well, he'd had to watch Chase and Logan hang all over each other for half the night. Which he would normally completely ignore if not for the fact that they didn't seem to be doing it just for show. He made a mental note to ask them about that later.
But right now he had a beautiful woman all up in his space.
"This," Lisa giggled into his ear, and gah she knows what that does to me! " Is so much fun! Why don't we do this more often?"
Slumping down into the nearest chair, he gently pulled her into his lap. "Hey people need something to look forward to!" He said, or yelled in the general vicinity of her ear. "And besides do you have any idea how hard it is to make sure all the teachers stay in their side of the school so we can throw these things? Oh speakin' of which…"He trailed off sticking his tongue out at Lis' and pulling out his cell when she rolled her eyes at him and laughed again. Michael hit five on his speed-dial and turned to press a kiss to her cheek as he waiting for Dustin to answer.
"Heyo."
"What's the damage little man?"
Michael could hear the kid shrug over the phone. "Not much, everything's still green. Adults are actually as boring as we think they are. Or at least-Geez! How loud does that stuff have to be?"
"Loud enough that we have to scream over it, duh." He chuckled. "Alright dude. You still good? Need us to bring you anything?"
"Nah, I'm all set 'til you guys are done. Lola brought me enough candy to last forever!"
Mike winced. Oooh man. He was so not dealing with the kid's stomach ache. "Uh yeah, I mean do you need me to bring you some real food?"
Dustin paused. "What do you mean real food?"
Lisa burst into giggles(he'd stopped questioning her bat-like hearing) and Mike rolled his eyes heavenward wondering what they fuck they were teaching Zoey's little brother. "Never mind Dustin. I'll catch ya later. Ring me if you need anything."
"Gotcha. Bye Mikey."
"Bye." He chuckled out again before hanging up and slipping his phone into his pocket and letting his arm resume its place around Lisa's waist. She hummed happily, her arms squeezing lightly around his neck.
"You're so sweet with him." She cooed, flicking her finger along the shell of his ear affectionately.
Michael blushed and shook his head to move his ear away. "Hey he's currently playing keeper for the proffs. Least I can do is check up on him and make sure he's not starving or something. Doesn't mean I like him." Lisa snorted in that way of hers that should absolutely not be adorable and shot him a look that said that she clearly didn't believe him.
Grumbling, he relented. Goddamn girlfriend with her pretty pout…"Oh fine! He's actually an okay kid." Lisa smiled triumphantly and kissed his cheek before hopping off his lap and dragging him bodily out of his chair for another dance.
Four hours later the only people left in the room were Chase, Logan, Lola, Quinn, Zoey and Simon. Michael and Lisa had left an hour before to go check up on Dustin again and make sure the kid actually got to go to bed, leaving the six of them to finish cleaning the disaster that was the common room.
That had been fun. If listening to everyone's post-adrenaline bitch fits about cleaning was considered fun. All Logan really wanted to do was curl up in his bed and sleep for the next week and a half. And when everything was clean and out of the way, he collapsed in an exhausted heap on the couch, not even bothering to open his eyes. He must have landed on someone if the resulting grumbling was any indication.
"Shhhh." Logan whined, burying his face in the person's thigh. "All done now. Sleep time please."
"I'll make sure you'll sleep forever if you don't remove your goddamn face Logan!" Lola growled, long nails digging warningly into his neck. His eyes snapped open and he lifted his head to glare at her before moving to sit up with an exaggerated sigh.
"Fine." He grumbled, motioning to Quinn. "You need to keep her on a leash. She's a bitch when she's not getting her beauty sleep."
"That's probably not the best thing to say to her right now." Simon pointed out from where he and Zoey were curled together on one of the lounge chairs, said girl already snoozing with her head on his shoulder.
Logan opened his mouth to respond when he was suddenly punched viciously in the ribs. "Fuck you Lola!" He screeched, jumping up from the couch quickly.
She sent him her "I'm scuzzing you cuz you're a douche bag" face and Logan glared back, pushing a zombied-looking Quinn out of her chair and in the direction of the couch where she went without protest. Lola pulled her to her side without another word and Quinn curled into her, eyes already slipping shut again.
"Oh, so she gets to cuddle but I don't?" Logan snarked.
"Yes." Lola snarled sweetly. Logan blinked. How the fuck does someone manage to pull that off?
Chase came back into the room then, phone slipping shut. "'Kay guys. Mike's got Dustin back in his room safe and we're all good to go." He grinned tiredly at them from the doorway, leaning heavily on it.
"Thank god." Logan jumped back out of the chair and stretched. "Seeya!" He waved at them and with a cheeky grin and nudged Chase's shoulder as he walked past. "Thanks for comin' out guys!" He echoed down the hallway.
Rolling his eyes, Chase paused as he went to follow. "You guy's need any help getting them to the room?"
Lola tilted her head and smiled down at Quinn who was snuffling quietly into her shoulder. "No, I'm okay. She'll wake up enough to walk at least." Chase nodded at her, returning her small smile and swung his gaze to Simon, slightly surprised at the lack of venom he felt towards the other guy. He must be really tired.
Grinning, Simon shook his head in decline. "She's light enough to carry if all else fails."
"You say that like you won't actually have to do it." Chase chuckled. He raised his hand and nodded to them both before meandering after Logan and back to their room.
By the time he made it there, Logan was already curled up blissfully in his blankets, snoring noisily. Mike and Lisa were no where to be found, but Chase shrugged it off. He was too exhausted to be real concerned about it.
Toeing out of his shoes, Chase managed to muster up enough energy to take his shirt off before falling face-first into his pillow and groaning with relief. The party had been surprisingly fun. And there had been a lot of things brought to light that he needed to think about. It had been good though, and not nearly as horrible as he'd originally thought it was going to be. Thanks to Logan, he'd actually had a good time and had hardly thought of Zoey or Simon all night.
He smiled into his pillow, each breath sinking him further and further into his bed. He was sore and his muscles warm and he could feel sleep pulling him under with each passing second. But Chase pried his eyes open to look at the rising and falling of the pile of blankets that was Logan. He could feel his lips twitching up again as his eyes closed once more. The guy had been a live saver tonight and Chase definitely would not be forgetting about how supportive Logan had been. He really was a great friend.
A picture of Logan's smile as they'd danced around the room flitted behind Chase's eyelids and he fell asleep with that image in his mind and Logan's steady breath's lulling him to sleep.
Author: songoffate
Fandom: Zoey 101
Pairings: Chase/Logan, Michael/Lisa, Quinn/Lola, Zoey/OC(Simon)
Rating: M..ish. But that comes later.
Okay just don't listen to me when it comes to update times. Just don't do it because I'm a failure of such EPIC proportions when it comes to deadlines for myself, lol.
"Hey Logan! Chase!" Lola called out from the crowd, who had long gone back to what they were doing, dragging Quinn along behind her. She was looking at them with a small frown on her face. As if they were some equation that she couldn't figure out. It was kind of frightening. Chase gulped nervously as they approached. Everyone knew what happened when Quinn couldn't figure something out; something usually got blown up.
Logan lifted one of his hands to wave at the girls. "Sup ladies?" He grinned unrepentantly as Chase rolled his eyes again. The guy just had no shame.
Lola shot a pointed look at them, flicking her gaze to where Logan's hands still rested at Chase's waist with a devious smirk. "Not much. Just…enjoying the show." She raised her eyebrow at Chase who blushed and jumped out of Logan's arms and a good foot away. Logan frowned slightly before his arms shot back to his sides. At least Chase was pretty sure that's what he saw because when he looked again Logan's suave grin was back in place. Things were kind of mixed up in his head at the second, so of course he could be wrong. Yeah..
"Nice dancing by the way." Quinn winked at him and Chase groaned.
"God can we just never mention this again?"
Logan's arm slipped warm and familiar around his shoulders while his other hand came up to slap him on the chest. "No can do buddy. Cell phones have cameras now. Our epic bromance is gonna be immortalized on everyone's facebook pages until the day we die."
Chase groaned again.
"I hate you so much."
Logan's response was a blinding grin and he couldn't help but return it.
Zoey's lip curled upward in a scowl at Logan and Chase's display. Because of course if all the attention wasn't entirely on them then they found a way to fix that. She was surprised Michael hadn't been in on it. It was obvious they were trying to ruin her party. The 'gay' play she hadn't expected them to pull out at something like this but she had underestimated them before.
"Whoa." Simon chuckled suddenly, head tilted slighting to the side in that adorable way of his. "You never told me that was going on when you introduced me to them Zo'" He said, shooting her an amused glance out of the corner of his eye. "What, did you think I'd care?"
Zoey blinked, confused. "Hmm?"
"Your friends." He tilted his chin to the dance floor, smiling fondly at her as if she was purposefully being slow. "You didn't tell me they were together."
Ooh. She started, staring up at Simon in shock.
Huh.
She hadn't thought he was that gullible.
Zoey didn't have to look to see who Simon was talking about. She had a pretty good idea. "Um." She blinked rapidly at him, shaking her head at the thought of Logan and Chase actually…together. She cringed at the image, giggling to herself at the absurdity of it. "I have no idea what you're talking about." She forced another chuckle. "They aren't together, they just pull this act sometimes. It's a thing they do. Mostly to annoy us or get attention."
She saw Simon's dark blond eyebrow's raise towards his forehead and his lips pressed together to smother his tilting grin. "Okay, grabbing each others asses or holding hands is one thing, but that looks pretty damn convincing to me." he chuckled again, obviously very amused by her friends. Well at least somebody was. "They must use it on you often, huh?"
"I don't know!" Zoey huffed, annoyed at her boyfriend's sudden fascination with her friends' idiotic quirks as she crossed her arms. "Why does it matter?"
"It's just…" Simon shook his head and looked back out to the dance floor again, brow furrowed. "Are you sure?"
She scoffed. "Oh please, they're horrible. You must be a whole lot easier to punk than the rest of us." Zoey laughed, swiveling her head to match Simon's line of sight. She had fully intended to shoot a menacing glare Logan and Chase's way for being insensitive assholes once again(they had been known to seriously piss off the kids that actually were gay) but instead ended up stuttering helplessly over the words.
Logan and Chase were still standing in the middle of the room after their impromptu dance session, and pressed flush together. Chase's arms wrapped tight around Logan's neck, head tilted up only slightly to meet the others eye while Logan's own arms were fit snugly around Chase's waist as if they belonged there. This wasn't like the other times when they would cling to each other and make kissy faces, this was…different. And, well, strange.
But that wasn't the most disconcerting thing. It was…they were smiling at each other. Not those huge, goofy, mischievous grins they got when they thought they were doing something particularly 'awesome'( read: stupid). No, these smiles were small and soft and…affectionate? She'd never seen that look on Chase's face before; not even with her, she noted with a small clench of her jaw against the sudden flare of jealousy. And she sure as hell had never seen, heard of or read about Logan looking at anyone that way.
And they were just standing there like that. So close they were breathing each others air, smiling those stupid soppy smiles at each other and what in the world was going on here?
She saw Logan whisper something to Chase that made the other teen's smile grow wide and light his face up. It took her seeing him like that now to realize that he hadn't looked that happy in, well, months. Which she knew was her fault, for the most the fact that it was Logan Reese of all people putting that smile on Chase's face again after so long…it…it was barely comprehensible.
"They…uh." She struggled to smile up at Simon in the flurry of confusion that was clouding her thoughts. Since when was Logan the one to make Chase happy? They've always been best friends but Logan, in his core, was as selfish as they come. Chase was so sensitive and good, it didn't make sense for them to have suddenly gotten as emotionally close as all that. "I guess they've gotten a bit better. They tend to bust out the big guns when they're really trying to put on a show." She hedged, proud that her voice was steady and confidant sounding in a way that she definitely did not feel.
Simon snorted into his hand, eyebrow twitching upward like he was unconvinced but he said nothing more about it as he smiled and waved at the next little batch of Zoey's friends that came up to meet him. "Oh and this must be Simon!" Zoey tore her eyes away from Logan and Chase when they finally separated, definitely not noticing how slow and reluctant their movements were. It was just too weird to think about.
Michael can honestly say that this was one of the best and strangest parties that he and his friends had ever managed to make happen. Best because, duh, so far he'd gotten to spend all night with his girl. Who was by far the most fantastic person in the whole damn world and proved herself as such by taking pity on him when his 'dancing feet' were starting to lag by claiming she was thirsty and needed a rest just so he didn't have to admit that he was tired.
Lisa could dance until she passed out, she never needed to rest. Girl had some amazing stamina. And yes that could be taken in more than one way, thanks.
And strange because, well, he'd had to watch Chase and Logan hang all over each other for half the night. Which he would normally completely ignore if not for the fact that they didn't seem to be doing it just for show. He made a mental note to ask them about that later.
But right now he had a beautiful woman all up in his space.
"This," Lisa giggled into his ear, and gah she knows what that does to me! " Is so much fun! Why don't we do this more often?"
Slumping down into the nearest chair, he gently pulled her into his lap. "Hey people need something to look forward to!" He said, or yelled in the general vicinity of her ear. "And besides do you have any idea how hard it is to make sure all the teachers stay in their side of the school so we can throw these things? Oh speakin' of which…"He trailed off sticking his tongue out at Lis' and pulling out his cell when she rolled her eyes at him and laughed again. Michael hit five on his speed-dial and turned to press a kiss to her cheek as he waiting for Dustin to answer.
"Heyo."
"What's the damage little man?"
Michael could hear the kid shrug over the phone. "Not much, everything's still green. Adults are actually as boring as we think they are. Or at least-Geez! How loud does that stuff have to be?"
"Loud enough that we have to scream over it, duh." He chuckled. "Alright dude. You still good? Need us to bring you anything?"
"Nah, I'm all set 'til you guys are done. Lola brought me enough candy to last forever!"
Mike winced. Oooh man. He was so not dealing with the kid's stomach ache. "Uh yeah, I mean do you need me to bring you some real food?"
Dustin paused. "What do you mean real food?"
Lisa burst into giggles(he'd stopped questioning her bat-like hearing) and Mike rolled his eyes heavenward wondering what they fuck they were teaching Zoey's little brother. "Never mind Dustin. I'll catch ya later. Ring me if you need anything."
"Gotcha. Bye Mikey."
"Bye." He chuckled out again before hanging up and slipping his phone into his pocket and letting his arm resume its place around Lisa's waist. She hummed happily, her arms squeezing lightly around his neck.
"You're so sweet with him." She cooed, flicking her finger along the shell of his ear affectionately.
Michael blushed and shook his head to move his ear away. "Hey he's currently playing keeper for the proffs. Least I can do is check up on him and make sure he's not starving or something. Doesn't mean I like him." Lisa snorted in that way of hers that should absolutely not be adorable and shot him a look that said that she clearly didn't believe him.
Grumbling, he relented. Goddamn girlfriend with her pretty pout…"Oh fine! He's actually an okay kid." Lisa smiled triumphantly and kissed his cheek before hopping off his lap and dragging him bodily out of his chair for another dance.
Four hours later the only people left in the room were Chase, Logan, Lola, Quinn, Zoey and Simon. Michael and Lisa had left an hour before to go check up on Dustin again and make sure the kid actually got to go to bed, leaving the six of them to finish cleaning the disaster that was the common room.
That had been fun. If listening to everyone's post-adrenaline bitch fits about cleaning was considered fun. All Logan really wanted to do was curl up in his bed and sleep for the next week and a half. And when everything was clean and out of the way, he collapsed in an exhausted heap on the couch, not even bothering to open his eyes. He must have landed on someone if the resulting grumbling was any indication.
"Shhhh." Logan whined, burying his face in the person's thigh. "All done now. Sleep time please."
"I'll make sure you'll sleep forever if you don't remove your goddamn face Logan!" Lola growled, long nails digging warningly into his neck. His eyes snapped open and he lifted his head to glare at her before moving to sit up with an exaggerated sigh.
"Fine." He grumbled, motioning to Quinn. "You need to keep her on a leash. She's a bitch when she's not getting her beauty sleep."
"That's probably not the best thing to say to her right now." Simon pointed out from where he and Zoey were curled together on one of the lounge chairs, said girl already snoozing with her head on his shoulder.
Logan opened his mouth to respond when he was suddenly punched viciously in the ribs. "Fuck you Lola!" He screeched, jumping up from the couch quickly.
She sent him her "I'm scuzzing you cuz you're a douche bag" face and Logan glared back, pushing a zombied-looking Quinn out of her chair and in the direction of the couch where she went without protest. Lola pulled her to her side without another word and Quinn curled into her, eyes already slipping shut again.
"Oh, so she gets to cuddle but I don't?" Logan snarked.
"Yes." Lola snarled sweetly. Logan blinked. How the fuck does someone manage to pull that off?
Chase came back into the room then, phone slipping shut. "'Kay guys. Mike's got Dustin back in his room safe and we're all good to go." He grinned tiredly at them from the doorway, leaning heavily on it.
"Thank god." Logan jumped back out of the chair and stretched. "Seeya!" He waved at them and with a cheeky grin and nudged Chase's shoulder as he walked past. "Thanks for comin' out guys!" He echoed down the hallway.
Rolling his eyes, Chase paused as he went to follow. "You guy's need any help getting them to the room?"
Lola tilted her head and smiled down at Quinn who was snuffling quietly into her shoulder. "No, I'm okay. She'll wake up enough to walk at least." Chase nodded at her, returning her small smile and swung his gaze to Simon, slightly surprised at the lack of venom he felt towards the other guy. He must be really tired.
Grinning, Simon shook his head in decline. "She's light enough to carry if all else fails."
"You say that like you won't actually have to do it." Chase chuckled. He raised his hand and nodded to them both before meandering after Logan and back to their room.
By the time he made it there, Logan was already curled up blissfully in his blankets, snoring noisily. Mike and Lisa were no where to be found, but Chase shrugged it off. He was too exhausted to be real concerned about it.
Toeing out of his shoes, Chase managed to muster up enough energy to take his shirt off before falling face-first into his pillow and groaning with relief. The party had been surprisingly fun. And there had been a lot of things brought to light that he needed to think about. It had been good though, and not nearly as horrible as he'd originally thought it was going to be. Thanks to Logan, he'd actually had a good time and had hardly thought of Zoey or Simon all night.
He smiled into his pillow, each breath sinking him further and further into his bed. He was sore and his muscles warm and he could feel sleep pulling him under with each passing second. But Chase pried his eyes open to look at the rising and falling of the pile of blankets that was Logan. He could feel his lips twitching up again as his eyes closed once more. The guy had been a live saver tonight and Chase definitely would not be forgetting about how supportive Logan had been. He really was a great friend.
A picture of Logan's smile as they'd danced around the room flitted behind Chase's eyelids and he fell asleep with that image in his mind and Logan's steady breath's lulling him to sleep.