<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d5/11/b2/d511b2992428a1f0568f0d213e7b2d8d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Medusa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12988378#msg12988378)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>X-Mansion, Television Room.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 7th, Nearly Midnight, perhaps a bit after<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Heather (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12949159#msg12949159)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Not able to sleep, so watching TV<br/><hr/><br/>Dinner had been good and her talk with Kitty had left her feeling way better about this place than she had when she first arrived today.  It had been a busy day with her arrival, the tour, her hanging out with Kitty, and just generally trying to get settled into the new environment.  So one would think that the moment her head hit the pillow at around ten-thirty or so, she would fall asleep almost instantly.  Only she didn't.  Instead, she tossed and turned and found herself unable to rest even as Kitty fell asleep in the other bed.  And she tried everything she could think of.  She'd counted sheep, she'd tried to meditate, she'd drank a glass of water, any trick that she could think of to try and get to sleep, she did.  But no matter how hard she tried, sleep continued to elude her as she struggled to settle into this new bed that was more comfortable than any bed she'd ever slept in.  And perhaps it was the comfort and safety that made it hard for her because she wasn't used to it.  Regardless of if that was true or not, the fact of the matter was she couldn't sleep.<br/><br/>And after an hour or so of trying, she had finally had enough.  Pushing the covers off her body, she slipped her feet into a set of worn out slippers that she had for a while, and left the room, being as quiet as she could to allow Kitty to continue her slumber uninterrupted.  She was only wearing a long tee-shirt and a set of very short shorts that one couldn't see under the shirt, but she wasn't concerned.  It was late and she figured that most everyone would probably be in bed or at least in their rooms.  And that seemed to be the case as the halls were quiet and empty as she walked through them, using the map she'd been given earlier to guide her downstairs and to a lounge-like room that had been labeled as "TV Room".  And when she walked it, that was clearly an apt name as one wall was dominated by a large television and a series of couches and chairs were oriented so that they all offered a decent view for the screen.  A screen that was currently turned off as there was no one in the room to be watching it.<br/><br/>Leaving the lights off, she would grab the remote and, after a moment or so to sort out where all the right buttons were, she flipped out the television, letting the light of the screen bath the room for a moment.  Selecting a couch right in front of the television, she would seat herself on it, her feet curled up underneath her body as she leaned against the arm of the couch.  She found herself wishing that she'd thought to bring a blanket with her, but it was too late for that and she didn't really feel like going back to her room for one.  Instead, she just started flipping through channels, ignoring infomercials, made for tv dramas, cop shows, and anything else that she thought looked boring.  Eventually, she would settle on watching Fast and the Furious.  She had seen the original at one point or another when she had been on the streets, and she had enjoyed it.  And while it was going to get interrupted by commercials and had some of the most interesting parts cut out, such as the scene with Dom and Letty making out on the car that was soooo hot, it was still better than anything else she'd seen on.<br/><br/>Setting the remote down, she grabbed a nearby throw pillow and held it to her chest and used it as a place to rest her chin.  It wasn't long before her attention was focused on the movie and little else.  As such, she wouldn't have heard a thing if someone were to come walking down the hall and notice the light from the television.  No, she wouldn't have a clue unless someone made their presence known to her as she was too busy losing herself in the world of fast cars and Vin Diesel and crime.  The crime part she could relate to at least given she'd survived on the streets only because she had no issue with stealing and selling the stolen goods for money for food as a kid.  As she'd gotten older, her crimes had grown up with her, but that was neither here nor there and she tried to avoid thinking about that as the movie continued to roll along.