- Messages
- 901
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Engaged
- Sexual Orientation
- Homosexual
- Wand
- Straight 12 Inch Flexible Ash Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 35
It was a rare thing for Archie to lie awake at night, plagued with overwhelming thoughts swirling in his mind that kept him from falling asleep. In fact he was usually an easy sleeper, out like a light in a few minutes after Orwell finished reading to him and they settled in under the blankets. But recently things were different and Archie couldn’t turn his mind off, with too many concerns about his future and questions over his past that were still unanswered. It was enough that as he lay awake, he even thought about whether this change was due to being older, to finally hitting his mid twenties and feeling obliged to think about what the rest of his life would be like, whether he would ever find a boyfriend and get married, whether he would ever become a father, whether he would find a better job and own a house. To think like an adult for the first time, rather than to simply live life day by day without a clue what would happen to him next. Archie wasn’t used to it, actually thinking about what his path in life would be. It was too many things to think about at once, and he didn’t like it. It was complicated and he wanted it all to be simple.
Deciding he was sick of thinking all the time, Archie eventually sighed and shifted in the bed to face Orwell. Not wanting to wake Orwell too suddenly and scare or annoy him, Archie settled with reaching his arm out, to poke Orwell’s shoulder gently. “Hey.” He uttered as he continued poking Orwell, his voice quieter and more vulnerable than usual. “Hey, are you awake?” He asked a few moments later, ready to give up if Orwell didn’t begin to stir.