Weiss had never liked thunderstorms.

It wasn't because she was afraid; she simply couldn't sleep. The endless rain, crashes of thunder, and flashes of lightning kept her from resting. So Weiss tossed and turned in her bed, hoping to discover a comfortable position again.

"Hey, Weiss?"

"Yes, Ruby?"

"Can't sleep?"

"No."

"Me too." Ruby peeked down from her top bunk. "Maybe we could… sleep together tonight?"

Weiss never thought she would agree to such a request before meeting Ruby. But as Ruby crawled under the covers beside her, she had never felt more comfortable.

And Weiss had never slept better.