Leave Those Painful Memories Behind
Dipper was staring at the ceiling, disgruntled and obviously very tired. He turned in bed, struggling to find sleep, only to find that he was still unable to get comfortable. He let out an agitated groan at that, then sat up in bed and extended a hand towards the book that was resting on his nightstand, hoping it would help ease his distress.
He jumped a little when he heard a floorboard creak loudly and turned to see that Mabel was out of bed and gazing at him with an alarmed look on her face.
"Did I wake you?" She asked, her voice soft and uncharacteristically quiet. "I'm sorry if I did, I just couldn't sleep or stop thinking about… y'know…" She trailed off, clutching her pajama shirt tightly.
Dipper shook his head, smiling faintly. He had a feeling they were both being troubled by the same thing. Weirdmaggedon. "No, it's fine." He reassured her. "I haven't been able to sleep much either."
