"Hey, B-Bev," he replied, standing there hugging himself in his robe and pajamas, with pretty epic bed-head and his glasses sort-of attempting to hide his bleary-looking eyes. He scrubbed at his eyes and then walked over to be beside her.
"C-couldn't s-s-suh-suh-sleep?" he asked, his stutter hitting him a lot harder now that he was as tired as he was.