It was 4 o'clock in the morning and Jesse felt like total crap.
Okay, well maybe that was a bit of a over exaggeration. He had most definitely felt worse over the last few years.d But that didn't stop him from feeling any better than he did now.
He should be asleep, he knew this. Leaders need their sleep after all, a tired leader isn't a good one. But he just couldn't, rather it be the amount of paperwork he had to do or the nightmares that haunted him each time he closed his eyes but his body and mind physically refused to rest.
Normally during these nights he would have company, Radar his bubbly assistant would stay up with him as long as he could before passing out at one of the desks. Or Jack who was also a known insomniac, stayed up with him telling him stories to make the paperwork seem less boring.
But today, he was alone.
His friends, Lukas, Axel and Olivia each had their own things to attend too, and Petra was still off adventuring and exploring the world. Though she did write to him from time to time. Rader had some family thing and Jack and Nurm was off on another adventure or something.
As for the Old Order, last he heard of them they were trying to make amends with each other. And Ivor was apparently off taking a "Vacation" with Harper.
As for him, good ol' boring town leader Jesse, he was stuck wide awake doing paperwork that seemed to grow with each paper he completed.
With a groan he slammed his head on the desk, he missed his friends. And he wanted nothing more than to go on another adventure with them just like old times….but he couldn't.
He was a leader, he had work to do. And work was more important than running off and playing "Hero".
Sitting up and rubbing the now sore spot on his forehead from where he had smacked it on the desk he stood up and stretched. He grunted as he felt his back pop, that what he got for sitting hunched over at a desk for hours.
Deciding to try and at least get a few hours of sleep, he headed to his bedroom. Opening his door and walking into his room he collapsed onto his bed and lazily pulled the pink comforter over him.
He glanced at the clock watching at the minutes tik down, he guessed if he fell asleep now he would atleast get around 3 or 4 hours of sleep which was better than nothing.
With a yawn Jesse finally allowed his eyes to close, sleep overtook him quickly.
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Jesse gasped and swallowed back the scream that rose in his throat, sitting up quickly he grasped his chest as though he feared his heart would beat out of his chest.
He took a few moments to calm his breathing and to ride his mind of the horrible images this nights nightmare had put into his mind.
After he had calmed down, he glanced at his clock.
5:32
With a groan Jesse flopped back onto his bed, why did he even try?
Decided that he would rather not try and sleep again in risk of another nightmare, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Rubbing his eyes to clear them of the sleep that still lingered.
He made his way out of his room walking the endless corridors. By now he was just wondering, he didn't want to go back to his desk and he couldn't think of anything else to do so he decided to step outside.
He breathed in the fresh air as he stepped outside into the cold night soon to be morning. Glancing up at the night sky he was surprised to find there to still be stars out.
Leaning against the wall, he stared up at the night sky a small smile making its way upon his face despite the exhausting.
He had always liked the night sky, despite the danger that it brought. Jesse didn't know why but he suddenly felt like crying.
Maybe it was because he was reminded of all the times him and the others would sleep on top of the tree house and look up at the stars. Or the times they had slept under the night sky during their many adventures. Or how Ivor had taught him all of the constontialtions.
Either way Jesse still felt his eyes well up and eventually tears falling from his eyes and rolling down his cheeks. He reached up and covered his mouth with his hand.
God this sucked, why did he had to get emotional now? Over a stupid night sky.
Maybe it was just because he was tired….
He must have stayed like that for at least another thirty minutes, just quietly crying outside of his building. By the time he finally stopped the sun he risen.
Wiping his eyes, he stepped back inside.
He needed coffee….
