Tony was exhausted, there was no denying it. He hadn't slept more than a few minutes here and there since waking up from a horrible nightmare that was unlike any he'd had in the past. So he drank a lot of coffee and stayed awake as much as possible, though he did go to bed with AJ, trying to hide it from her.
The lack of sleep was clearly evident on his features, though. Especially this afternoon. He knew that Peggy was right. He needed someone to talk to and he wasn't sure he could really open up to his mom.
He was wearing his usual T-shirt and cargo pants when he knocked on Peggy's door. Maybe he'd be able to sleep after getting everything off his chest.