She wore her Spike Island over-sized t-shirt underneath her plaid nightshirt that she wrapped around her body with her arms that were crossed over her chest. She walked on her tiptoes, as she glanced at her bare legs in the mirror, before sighing slightly, and rubbing her eye with her right fist. She wondered what she was doing here. She knew that her friends wanted to go on a trip, but she was tired. Work had been hectic this week, but she didn't want to let her friends down. They had decided to go to Liverpool for the weekend; -out of the blue-, and she had decided to tag along. Running a hand through her hair, Brogan sat on the armchair in the corner of the room, and she clicked the 'home' button on her phone, checking the time: 2:58 a.m. Definitely insomnia, she decided to herself. Sighing once again, she looked around at the empty room before her, and she unlocked her phone, and she clicked on the hotel wifi, turning it on, and then she clicked on the Twitter icon.

blnx3: Insomnia. Please tell me
that someone else is up.

Locking her phone, Brogan stood up, dropping her phone onto the armchair. She then rewrapped her arms around her body, hugging herself, as she tiptoed around the hotel room, wondering what she could do to get rid of her insomnia. Her phone beeped. Blinking once, and then furrowing her eyebrows together, she tiptoed back over to the armchair, and she picked up her phone, and her heart skipped a beat.

Adam Long favourited your Tweet.

Brogan swallowed slowly, and she glanced around at her surroundings, as she took a deep breath, and she unlocked her phone. She clicked on her direct messages, and she clicked on hers and Adam's messages.

Direct message from blnx3: I see you
have insomnia too? Haha. xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: Yeah,
I can't sleep. It sucks, ha. xx
Direct message from blnx3: If I knew Liverpool
well enough, I'd go out wandering… But I
don't feel too comfortable walking around
a new place by myself. xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: That's
a good idea. Don't go walking around the
streets this late. xx
Direct message from blnx3: Okay, I won't,
I promise. :} xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: Good.
:) so you're on my turf? xx
Direct message from blnx3: Yeah, haha. My
friends decided to randomly go on a weekend
away, and this is where they suggested… xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: Ah I
see. You having fun here then? xx
Direct message from blnx3: Yeah, it's been a
good laugh tonight. Thank god I decided not to
drink too much, unlike my friends. Otherwise
we wouldn't have gotten to the hotel, aha. xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: Well,
that's good of you, haha. Where are you staying
then? xx
Direct message from blnx3: I'm staying at the
Travelodge on Queens Drive. Do you know it? xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: Yeah I know
that one. It's nice there. xx
Direct message from blnx3: Yeah, I love my room.
It's nice and quiet, too. xo
Direct message from adamslongapple: That's
always nice. xx
Direct message from blnx3: Yeah, it is. :} xo

Brogan was sat down on the armchair, her legs curled up at her side, as she stared at her phone; a wide grin spread across her face. She was positive that her cheeks were probably bright red; (a usual reaction from talking to Adam). Resting her head back against the armchair, Brogan sighed happily, and she swallowed slowly, feeling her heart racing.

Fifteen minutes, Brogan was staring at her phone, rereading her direct message with Adam over and over again, and knowing that her reply didn't give much for Adam to reply to. Suddenly there was a knock on her hotel room door, making her jump. Brogan looked up, her eyebrows furrowing together, and she slowly stood up, wrapping her open nightshirt around her body, and she hugged her waist, tiptoeing towards the door. Swallowing slowly, Brogan took a deep breath, and she slowly opened the door. She looked up at the face of the knocker, and her mouth dropped open in shock. Adam smiled down at her, and then Brogan slowly opened the door wider, her hands shaking slightly,
"Hi." She breathed out.
"Hiya." Adam replied, a smile still on his face. "Look, I know this is random, an' all that. But ah jus' thought, that since you couldn't sleep, an' neither could I, we could keep each other company?"
Brogan slowly licked her lips, and she swallowed slowly, before she nodded,
"Y-Yeah. Sure." She stepped aside, opening the door even wider. "Come in." She mumbled.
"Cheers." Adam replied, walking inside her hotel room, and Brogan closed the door behind him, and she turned to him, watching his every step in awe.
She then suddenly realised what she was wearing. Her eyes widened, as her face turned bright red, and she quickly wrapped her nightshirt around her body, as much as she could. Adam turned to her, and he stuffed his hands into his jeans pockets,
"So, you okay then?" He asked.
Brogan's mouth dropped open slightly, as she stared at him in shock. Adam smiled bigger at her, his face filled with amusement, as he lifted his eyebrows at her in a questioning manner.
"U-Uh—yeah!" She stuttered, and then she let out a small laugh, shaking her head. "S-Sorry. Could you—could you hold on a sec?" She asked, as she pointed to the bathroom door, and she ran inside, closing the door behind her. leaning her back against the bathroom door, Brogan took a deep breath, and then she looked around, hoping to find a piece of clothing to cover up her legs. As she looked around frantically, she closed her eyes, scrunching her face together,
"Fuck." She whispered to herself.
Opening her eyes and swallowing, Brogan rushed over to the mirror, checking her over appearance; and instantly feeling thankful, that she didn't look a mess.
Tucking her hair behind her ears, Brogan walked back over to the bathroom door, and she opened it, walking out, making Adam turn and smile at her. Smiling back shyly, she walked over to her bed, her eyes looking around for her pair of jeans; (or her pyjama bottoms).
Adam glanced at what she was wearing, and he scratched his cheek, clearing his throat slightly,
"Nice shirt." He commented with a smile.
Brogan smiled at him,
"Wha' can ah say? It's me favourite shirt." She replied, before letting out a small laugh, before she caught the sight of her pyjama bottoms. Quickly reaching down for them, she looked at him sheepishly. "Sorry." She mumbled, before quickly pulling them on.
Adam shook his head,
"Nah, you're alright." He replied.
Adam watched Brogan sit down on the edge of the bed, and he leaned his shoulder against the wall, facing her,
"Hope y' don't mind me bein' here."
Brogan shook her head,
"No, of course not! It's nice of you to come by."
The two shared a smile to one another, and then Brogan tucked her hair behind her ear,
"What made y' decide to come?" She asked curiously.
He shrugged slightly,
"Jus' thought, since we both couldn't sleep, we might as well keep each other company." He glanced down at the ground, as Brogan smiled to herself.
"Wanna watch a film?" She suggested.
Adam looked up at her, and he smiled, nodding.

After the two watched the film, Brogan was suddenly feeling tired. She held back a yawn, as the two leaned against the headboard, and Adam flicked aimlessly through the channels. He was also feeling tired all of a sudden. Brogan stretched, and then she rubbed her eyes.
"You should sleep." Adam murmured, before he looked down at her.
Brogan looked up at him, and she smiled tiredly at him,
"I'm okay."
Adam chuckled hoarsely at her,
"Brogan, y' can barely keep y' eyes open. Seriously it's fine. You go t' sleep, an' ah'll jus' go 'ome." He murmured, turning off the television, and then he sat up.
"No." Brogan said, suddenly sounding awake, sitting up instantly, as Adam looked at her, raising his eyebrows at her.
Brogan blushed deeply, her eyes averting to her lap,
"Ah jus' mean… if you're tired, y' shun't be drivin'." She said quietly.
Adam smiled to himself, and then he stood up off the bed, and he stretched big,
"You get under the covers, an' ah'll be right back." He told her, before he turned away from her, and he walked into the bathroom.
Brogan watched after him, and then she breathed out deeply, before she quickly crawled under the covers; turning onto her side, waiting for Adam to return.
As he walked out of the bathroom, Adam sanded his hands together, and he smiled to himself, seeing that Brogan was staring down at her hands in front of her, as she laid there waiting for him.
As she heard him, she looked up at Adam, and the pair smiled at one another.
Scratching his hair, he looked at Brogan sheepishly,
"Ah can't sleep in me jeans." He told her.
Brogan's face fell slightly, and she then swallowed, and she nodded,
"Right. Okay." She said, before she rolled onto her back, and she grabbed her phone from her nightstand, and she unlocked her phone, as Adam took off his jeans, leaving him in his shirt and boxers. Brogan clicked on Instagram, seeing that she had a few notifications from the app. She laughed to herself, as Adam climbed under the covers,
"What're y' laughin' at?" He asked.
Brogan showed him the comments that she'd gotten from the picture she posted of she and Adam halfway through the film:

blnx3: Movie date, adamslongapple?
jeebieobereebie: blnx3 adamslongapple
oh my god!
poppyrobertsx: I ship this! blnx3 adamslongapple

Adam took Brogan's phone off her, and he wrote a reply:

blnx3: jeebieobereebie poppyrobertsx
Cheers, I think? Haha. Insomnia, and all that. – A

Brogan smiled to herself, watching him write the reply, and then after he sent it, Adam handed her, her phone back. Thanking him, she locked her phone, and she put it on her nightstand, before she rolled back onto her side, facing Adam, and he did the same. The two smiled at one another.
"Mmm. I think we should sleep." Adam mumbled, with a soft chuckle.
Brogan pouted playfully at him, making Adam chuckle softly again,
"Awe, we'll hang out tomorrow, as well. Ah promise."
She smiled at him, and she nodded,
"Fine." She sighed over-dramatically, causing the two to smile at each other.
Adam rolled onto his back, turning off the lamp on his nightstand, making the two of them laying in the darkness, and then he rolled back onto his side,
"Night, Brogan." He whispered.
Brogan smiled to herself,
"Goodnight, Adam." She whispered back, before she yawned, and she closed her eyes.
The two fell asleep almost instantly, their hands resting beside each other's, just touching.