Raymond Doyle couldn't sleep. He supposed he just wasn't used to the sounds of the countryside that surrounded the hotel, being born and raised in the city. He tried counting sheep, but the bleating outside only distracted him from his goal. As it is often with insomnia you only experience it alone. In the bed next to his, Ray could hear Bodie snoring, in a deep sleep. It annoyed him more than any other factor that Bodie was content to sleep anywhere and under any circumstances. Especially when he was unable to.

Slowly he drifted off to sleep. He was in such a deep sleep that he failed to hear the noise that woke Bodie.

"Ray," Bodie whispered as he shook Doyle's shoulder, "Wake up. Do you hear that?"

"What?" Ray mumbled sleepily.

"Oh it's gone now. It doesn't matter. Go back to sleep." Stoically Ray tried to do just that. Several minutes later, he was still awake. He thumped his pillow and decided to take it out on Bodie, whose fault it was.

As Bodie had once more succumbed to a deep sleep, he felt it almost made them even. "Bodie you dumb crud I'd only just got to sleep."

"Sorry. Want me to sing you a lullaby?" He asked.

"Yeah, anything but 'Baa Baa Blacksheep.'"

The End

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