Matt- Death note

You can’t sleep. Again. This was not an uncommon occurrence. Your brain craved stimulation; you absolutely hated being idle. So the idea of just laying in a bed, quiet and still, was a nightmare. No matter how tired you were, you couldn’t do it. So, you dragged yourself out of your bed and, very quietly, trudged to Matt’s room. Why Matt? You honestly didn’t know. But your social life was basically nonexistent. Mello hated you, so that pretty much only left one person you could go to for help at this hour. Hey, buddy, Matt greeted in a tired voice as he opened his door after hearing your quiet knock. Seems like he couldn’t sleep either. Well, that or he’s been up playing video games…. He opened the door a little wider so you could come inside. Can’t sleep?