<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://imstars.aufeminin.com/stars/fan/eliza-dushku/eliza-dushku-20050818-63159.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rogue/Highlights Dorm Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 9th 2:00 am (night of the 8th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Rogue is deprived of a quiet night of sleep.<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>See image.<br/><hr/><br/>Of course the lights would click on.<br/><br/>With a soft groan, Rogue just rolled over, planting her face down on the mattress and pulled a pillow over her head. Well, this was just her luck. When she had walked in and there was no sign of Heather or one of the girl's lovers, she'd figured she had lucked out. The girl would be off in someone else's bed for the night, and she could sleep undisturbed. Apparently that wasn't going to be the case, though.<br/><br/>A part of Rogue knew that she was holding a grudge for excessively long, and taking things a bit ridiculous of a length over this. She had known Heather's reputation when they'd been moved in together. A nymphomaniac that couldn't control herself, she should have known the danger and foolishness of entertaining any idea the girl had said. But those sweet nothings, the careful touches through clothing, and that one amazing night...Was it really so wrong to want someone to be close to, in a life where she was doomed to never touch another living being? But expecting that she had actually meant something more to the girl had been foolish and then some. She hadn't even been worth the ending of Heather's bracelet streak.<br/><br/>"Hng..." was the only groaned response Heather got at first. The statement of missing her went ignored, as Rogue had to bite her tongue about the other girl likely having had no shortage of people to keep her company in the meantime, as she really just wanted to sleep. The light thankfully clicked back off. Now she just had to get Heather to be quiet. "I'm fine, it's mostly healed. I'm tired...Stop apologizing. It's your room." Rolling in the bed, she put her back to Heather, though she stayed curled up. The pain from her injuries was a bit evident in her voice yet, tried as she might to hide it.<br/><br/>"Just not so loud...I'll be out of your hair in a few hours...Sleep..."