I heaved out a quiet sigh and glanced around the darkened bedroom. It'd been a long time, a couple hours at least, since everyone went to bed, and I still couldn't fall asleep. Turning onto my back, I glanced at the two sleeping figures I was rooming with. Jane was sprawled out on her bed, right hand hanging out over the edge of the bed and left leg sticking out from under the sheets at an odd angle. Her face was pressed against her pillows and muffled snores escaped her lips. I cringed internally and thought, "I don't know how on earth she can sleep like that." Turning my head toward Sally, I saw she was still neatly tucked into her bed with a mangled teddy bear clutched against her chest.

I sighed again and softly banged my head against the floor. All I wanted to do was sleep! Why was that so hard to accomplish? I'll be exhausted when I finally do have to get up, and Slenderman will kill me if I'm sluggish during training.

Groaning quietly in defeat, I silently stand up from my position on the floor and ease my way out of the room into the hallway. There's no use in just laying on the ground so I might as well find something to do. I didn't imagine anyone else was awake so I'd be on my own till at least dawn. Sneaking into the kitchen, I made myself a small bowl of popcorn and made my way to the living room. I plopped down onto the floor in front of the couch. Setting the bowl of popcorn down next to me, I plugged in Majora's Mask and started playing. Of course the game was glitched. I mean, it was BEN's game after all. But regardless, it gave me something to do.

After about twenty minutes of having my character burn to death or drown, I sighed in boredom and turned off the game. Why was entertaining myself so difficult? I stuck my hand in the bowl and shoveled some popcorn into my mouth. I pulled myself up onto the couch and wrapped a blanket around myself.

In the silence, I heard a set of footsteps approaching from the staircase. Turning my head slightly, I noticed L.J. approaching. He noticed me staring at him and pouted childishly. "Drat, it's no fun if I can't sneak up on you," he mumbled.

"What are you doing up? I thought everyone else was asleep?" I questioned softly.

He shrugged, hiding his face a little behind his hair. "I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I... had something on my mind."

I nodded and turned back to the blank screen of the television. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I couldn't sleep either. I thought I'd come down here and play some videos games but playing alone just isn't as fun."

L.J. let out a soft "hmm" and sat beside me on the couch. "I certainly don't blame you. I'd get bored too. How about we watch a movie together? Maybe it won't seem so bad having someone with you." He grinned hopefully and watched me expectantly.

I smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "That's a wonderful idea! Do you have any suggestions?"

L.J. shrugged and stated, "I haven't seen 'The Conjuring' yet. Would you be interested in watching that?"

I nodded again and watched silently as L.J. set up the DVD player. He sat back down beside me and pressed play for the movie. As the opening credits began, he pulled me onto his lap and hugged me again this chest. I blushed darkly in embarrassment but stayed silent. After all, he was just being sweet. Besides, he was warm and comfy. I leaned back against his chest and prepared to enjoy the movie.

Once it came to an end, I let out a soft yawn and stretched my arms a little. L.J. set me back down beside him and sighed contentedly. "That wasn't a half bad movie," he stated calmly. "I've certainly seen worse."

I nodded in agreement and flashed a small grin. "Yeah, it was definitely pretty good."

We both went silent for a few moments. Glancing over at L.J., he looked almost as if he was blushing. I creased my brow in concern and confusion. "Er, are you feeling all right?"

He jolted a bit, startled, and laughed shrilly. "Yeah, I'm totally fine! Of COURSE I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be fine? I'm more than fine." I cocked an eyebrow and he sighed heavily. "All right, fine. Like I said when I came down here, I've had something on my mind. And I'm not sure how to go about... resolving things. But... I think perhaps my actions will speak louder than my words." That said, he pinned me down to the couch and forcefully pressed his lips to mine.

I laid there in shock for a few moments before pressing my palms to his chest and pushing against him. He paused his endeavor and looked at me in confusion. "What do you think you're doing?!" I hissed.

"Kissing you, of course," he replied with a cheeky grin. He quickly returned his lips to mine, moving them hungrily.

I growled and pushed harder against his chest. "L.J., stop!" I whisper yelled.

His eyebrows creased, a rather hurt look on his face. "What's wrong?"

I huffed in frustration and explained. "Look, L.J., you're a sweet guy, you really are. But I don't like you that way, OK? I just like you as a friend."

"O-oh," he mumbled sadly. "I see. S-sorry to bother you. I just... Never mind." He forced a small grin. "Just pretend this never happened."

"Thanks, L.J.. I appreciate it. Um... Could you get off please?" I asked, a small blush tinting my cheeks.

He blushed darkly in embarrassment. "U-uh yeah! Of course! Hehe, sorry."

Before he could move, though, we both heard a snarl and hurried footsteps dashing toward the couch. In mere seconds, L.J. had been pulled over the back of the couch and thrown to the floor.

I yelped in surprise and sat up quickly. L.J. laid on the floor, stunned, and a fuming Masky stood over him. "Don't you DARE touch her!" he snarled angrily.

"What the heck, Masky?!" I cried out, jumping up and helping L.J. to his feet.

Masky pulled me away from L.J. and crushed me against his chest. "S-she doesn't like you!" He glanced down at me and confidently stated, "Don't worry, Megan. I'll protect you from him."

I shoved him off and took a few steps back from them both. Glaring at them, I firmly stated, "You guys are both being absolutely ridiculous. I don't like either of you as more than friends, all right?! So quite with the advancements. I already had to deal with BEN and Offenderman. I don't need to add you guys to the list." In a softer voice, I added, "You guys are both really nice. You two are among the sweetest people here. But really, I'm not interested in being with either of you."

Masky clenched his fists and growled, "I knew it! S-she's interested in E.J.."

L.J. facepalmed. "No, you idiot! She's not interested in any of us! R-right?"

I nodded quickly. "Exactly. So get any thoughts about dating out of your heads. It's not happening."

Masky seemed to physically deflate. "O-oh," he responded quietly. "I-I see. S-sorry."

I groaned and shoved past them both. "I'm going back to bed so I can try to get some sleep. Goodnight."

They both stood dumbly for a few moments before glancing sheepishly at each other and silently returning to their rooms. I glanced at the time and saw it would only be a couple hours till dawn. Groaning again, I reentered my borrowed room and crashed down to the floor.

I heard a quiet moan and glanced up in time to see Jane shoot me a nasty glare. "What the fuck have you been doing? Are you trying to wake the whole house?"

I heaved out a frustrated sigh before responding, "Sorry, Jane. I had to deal with a small... disagreement."

She snorted and muttered, "Whatever. Just keep it quiet. I'm trying to sleep here."

I rolled my eyes and turned onto my side. Laying my head on the pillow, I shut my eyes and mentally cursed my life. Who knew living with killers could be so frustrating?