Simon looked at the screen and April's response.  Again she shut down when he became far too blunt.  Simon cursed at himself, it was a habit he was going to need to moderate.  But what was said was said, if April came back tomorrow he could only hope that he had learned something and be able to forge a better future.  He shut down his notebook and set it aside on the night table.  Simon laid down resting his head on the pillows and looked up at the ceiling for a moment before he turned off the lamp.  His eyes slowly closed as he made plans for the future.<br/><br/>~~~<br/><br/>Chris stirred slightly in bed as April crawled into bed next to him.  He murmured something in his sleep and wrapped his arm around his pillow tighter like it was an overstuffed teddy bear.  However, he didn't awake and his soft snores permeated the air of the room again shortly there after.  Chris always was a bit of a deep sleeper although the oddest things could wake him from his deep reverie.