Beast Boy thought to himself. The hell with it, might as well get up and do something, since i'm not going to be getting anymore sleep anyway.
He groggily got out of bed, looked around at the mess that he called his domain. He grabbed a shirt and pants off the floor not bothering to see if it smelled better than his room, cause he new better. There was no getting that smell out of anything, including a skunk. That was when the scent wafted past his nose. He thought he smelt lavender, old books, and brimstone. He'd never told anybody that he smelt that last one coming from his favorite , but he knew that smell. Why was she in my room? he thought. She can't stand the smell or the clutter in here, let alone me. hmmm, something's up, maybe she is actually starting to like me?
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed at himself for that one. there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that would ever happen.
He was distracted as he clamored down the hall not even knowing what time it was.he just hoped his best friend had finished cooking his mounds of meat before he got even close to the kitchen. he wanted no arguing today due to not sleeping well for the past several days. his nightmare seemed to be getting worse, the same one over and over that the only change was the death of the one person he cared about more than life itself. not that he would ever tell a living soul about how he felt, not even if his life depended on it. she hated him, there was no doubt about it. but watching her die in his arms every night in more and more horrifying ways, was really getting to him making him wonder if he should just leave and go back to the Doom Patrol, so that he would not feel this way anymore.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts about what to do, that he actually walked the whole way into the common room, right through it, and out the open window on the other side. "Wait, why is the wind so loud in the hallway?" He said to no-one in particular. That was when he realized what was going on. maybe this will hurt less than continuing on. He thought. nah, i've never been one to give up that easily. as he turned into a fly and went back up to the open window.
"Did he just do what i think he did?" Robin asked with one eyebrow raised in confusion.
"Yup" was the only response from the (in Beast Boy's opinion) resident dark angel/demoness/sorceress/empath/shy goth.
Robin just shook his head and turned back to the newspaper he was reading. Beast Boy changed back into his (somewhat) human form, not even realizing that there was no smell of meat products, no sign of cyborg, or starfire for that matter and that meant he was up a lot earlier than he thought he should be. he knew he could only take so much of this before he broke, but he was determined to never let it show.
"up early for any particular reason?" robin asked in that voice that suggested he knew more than you thought he did.
Beast Boy jumped out of his skin and screamed like a little girl as he heard his leader's voice not realizing he had noticed him yet. "yeah just thought i would get an early start on today, and the nocturnal animals in me were restless for some reason." he said as he was rubbing the back of his neck. trying not to look at the empath, he knew she knew he was lying, but all he would have to do was annoy her again to throw her off his trail. again. for the 2733rd time. and he was running out of ideas.
He was sure robin was going to push him to get the answers he wanted, knowing he wasn't even very convincing to their fearless leader, but just then, the alarm went off.