An Overactive Mind
<How's our lord holding up anyways? I mean know that impromptu surgery went through without a hitch, but...>
=Our lord is a giant bundle of stress that over thinks everything?=
<Yeah, that.>
=Well, physically, he's fine. In fact, he is now laying in his bed.=
<But mentally...>
=Not able to sleep because he's worried about tomorrow=
<Of course.>
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"Godsdammit...I can't fucking sleep," Zhen Liu muttered to himself as he stared up at the ceiling whilst laying in bed.
The bed in question was actually incredibly comfortable and if Zhen Liu was in any other state of mind, he'd probably fall asleep in the blink of an eye.
Unfortunately, his overactive mind wasn't going to let him.
As Zhen Liu continued to stare at the ceiling, arms folded at this point for no reason other than to stop flailing them about, he began to think about the reasons why he was still awake.