maybe you are fireproof

“I’m Lylah, by the way.”

“ why can’t you sleep? ”

“Too much going on up here,” she said, resting her pointer finger at her temple.

“I... I don’t really know what there is to say about it. Just a lot of things.”

Lylah wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head a little. She didn’t usually talk to random strangers, especially attractive ones. “Ah... Well, thanks.”

“Just had a long day... My head hurts and I’m really nauseous. Was that too much information? Probably. I’m sorry.”

“I’ve tried... Just have a lot on my mind.”

“ sucks, doesn’t it? ”

“It really does, yeah.”

“Yeah... Just tired.”

“Aw, you’re too sweet.”

“ you can’t sleep either? ”

“Naw...”

“I still was stupid about it...” She took a deep breath and shook her head. “I’m fine, though.”

“I don’t remember... I was passed out. “ Lylah nodded, wrapping her arms around herself. “I should have been more careful.”

“I’m tired... But someone from tour was there, luckily, and got me out before anything happened. I’m pretty sure Pedro hit him? But besides that nothing...”