It's the middle of the night, about 2 AM. He was trying to sleep, he really was, but he just couldn't get the thoights out of his head. Finally giving in, he quietly sits up from where he was previously lying next to you. He gently grabs your phone, and turns it on. Trying to unlock it, but not succeding. Come on....open... He mumbles quietly to himself.
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