Who: Davan and Giles Where: The Pod, Giles's quarters. When: Friday, very early morning. What: Davan has had enough.
One of the main problems about not sleeping, Davan found, was that he sometimes completely lost track of time, and tended to annoy people by knocking on their door at ungodly hours. Which was what he was doing right now, knocking on Giles's door at god knew when, a paper bag clutched against his chest and a pale, almost sickly look to the edges of his face.