Title: A Typical Night in Sunnydale
Theme: Touch
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers for Btvs
Word Count: 209
Summary: Where Dawn was on the night of Touched.
Tomorrow they would go in, led by Faith they would make their move of the First. The battle was becoming more real every day. The tension of the whole house could be felt, some of if heard. Eight potentials crammed in her tiny room, three more than usual, under command of Kennedy. The cramped conditions were enough to ward off sleep for Dawn, even without the added noised coming from both the kitchen and Faith's room. At least Willow and Kennedy could be quiet.
Dawn looked around the room, the heightened stress of the day had drained the new Sunnydale arrivals dry, everyone out like incandescent lights.
She was a little baffled how they could sleep through this, though I guess not everyone is used to having the threat of immanent death hovering over their heads for weeks at a time, they're probably past exhausted. Benefit of growing up on the Hellmouth I guess, you learn to adapt to impending doom like other kids cope with a test coming up at school.
Just then Rona rolled over, beginning to snore at a frightening volume.
Oh great, now I'm never going to get to sleep, Dawn sighed, secretly glad for the noise to drone out the other household sounds of the night.