Rep let the quiet stretch out again for a bit before glancing over at Jordan, only to do a minor double take. He deliberated waking him, deliberated offering to walk him back to his dorm. And then deliberated just letting the guy sleep, he didn't look like he'd be having another nightmare right? And if he did, well he wouldn't need to go down the halls again.

Besides, he was ******** tired himself. And maybe. Just /maybe/ someone else there would be distraction enough..

He didn't /dare/ move. Hardly even breathing for what felt like a very long time, making sure without a doubt that the other sun was asleep, watching him intently the whole time, waiting until he felt he could get away with it before picking up the unkempt blankets and throwing them over himself.

And then because he felt guilty, carefully putting one side over Jordan. He had a feeling he'd probably be pissed in the morning. Hell that he would be ******** pissed in the morning at himself. But he was too ******** tired. Much much too ******** tired and scared, and needed to sleep. Needed it like breathing.

And at least Tracey was no longer being so ******** smug.

It really didn't take him long to fall asleep.

And he may or may not have dreamt about shopping.