There was noise, the sound of someone getting out of bed. Maybe Tommy should have waited until the morning to wake his twin up. A flicker of guilt crossed his mind, and when Billy opened the bedroom door Tommy moved his head at an angle and glanced at him. It was hard to remember that not everyone had the sleeping habits of a speedster. Oh well, he was up now anyway.
“Nothing much. I’ve been stuck inside and thinking. What are you up too? Sleeping?”