Random, incoherent, and relatable for anyone who's ever pulled an all-nighter. And I swear, I'll lay off the Erin drabbles after number 80.
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Derek looks carefully into the living room. "That sounded like a dying chipmunk," he says to a shaking Addison. Mark looks in over his shoulder.
"Or, y'know," he says, "a small dog with Tourettes." Erin smiles, and Mark smiles back at her. "What did you do?" he asks.
"I'm not too sure, Sydney," Erin replies, a bit puzzled. "Addison's been awake since yesterday morning. I think she's hit Giggle Hour."
Derek turns to Mark. "She calls you Syndey?" Addison's laughter trails off into silent writhing and occasional gasps for breath, and Derek refocuses. "I mean, Giggle Hour. Does that..."
"Just as critical as it sounds."
Reference: Sydney is Sydney Carton from A Tale of Two Cities, who is in love with Lucie, who's married to Charles Darnay. Dickens can be pretty tragic.
Giggle Hour: After you've been up for over 24 hours, you kind of go into a mechanized daze. And then everything seems funny and you can't stop laughing. At least, I can't, and neither can any of my friends...