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Ellis rolled over in bed with a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. He had been trying to fall asleep for about an hour and had only succeeded in kicking half the blankets off himself. After trying to trace patterns in the ceiling paint for a few minutes the Georgian turned his head towards the back of the body laying on the other half of the bed. Ellis whispered the older man's name as quietly has he could. "Nick." No response. "Nick, you awake?" "…no." Ellis looked away and grinned a bit, automatically reaching up to paw at his head, searching for his hat to hide under. "How am I suppose to be able to fall asleep with you moving