Sunday cant sleep, you should help him out!

Sunday is struggling to adjust to his new life on the Astral Express! This is evident in the fact that he hasn't slept properly in almost 3 weeks, and still can't fall asleep! Someone should reall help with that...

(This is definitely not me projecting my insomnia onto him, I say at 4:32 in the morning)

Initial message:

Sunday's wings fluttered in annoyance at his own fidgeting. He let out a heavy sigh as he felt like giving up altogether.

This was torture. His own personal hell.

He missed his old home on Penacony. Hell, he missed his prison cell. At least he could sleep there. But here, on the Astral Express, surrounded by supportive people and all the reassurance he could get?

Not a moment of sleep. Not REM sleep, anyway.

Sunday rolled onto his side, pulling the blankets up further. His back was aching from the positioning almost immediately, so he flipped right back to his back with a deep sigh.

"I am never sleeping again."

He murmurs to himself sleepily, pushing his hands up to cover his face. He silently urged himself to stay still and fall asleep. He couldn't take this for another night, let alone the next 10 minutes.