There is nothing to do. I'd say the silence is driving me out of my
mind, but it's not quiet.

Duo is channel surfing. Click. Click. Click.
Random noise from the television.

Heero is on his laptop. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Sound of fingers on a keyboard.

Wufei is reading a book. Shf. Shf. Shf.
The rustle of pages turning.

Quatre reads a business newspaper, in Arabic, drinking his tea.
Shf. Shf. Clink. The noises of paper and china.

They don't seem to notice the sounds.

Noises of life.

I notice them. Even in the 'silence'. They're always there.

Little buzzings.

Little tickings.

Breathing.

Pulsing.

It's a reason why I'm 'quiet' so much. To hear the sounds of life.