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I step in my flat, stumbling on my sofa before I fall in it like a dead body. I'm exhausted. I can't feel my feet. I've been standing for almost six hours straight, with no break.

I get up, turn on the lights and head to my bathroom. I hiss when my feet stand in front of my sink. They hurt like hell. I take some water in my palms and wash my face. I feel relieved as I see the droplets falling hard, back to the sink. I dry my face with my towel and change in my pyjamas. It's almost one in the morning. I turn off the lights and fall in my bed. I pull the duvet over my head and close my eyes hoping that I'll eventually sleep tonight.

Two hours pass and I'm still wide awake. I sigh and peel the duvet off of myself. I grab my jacket and open the balcony door. I fetch my cigarettes and step out. I pull one out and light it, after I place it between my lips. I inhale the drug and pray that hopefully, nicotine will do its magic and help me sleep. I hear someone's footsteps and I turn my head to the right to see Serena stepping out to her balcony, which is inches away from mine.

"Hey." She whispers.

"Hi." I say back and I take one more drag of my cigarette.

"What are you doing out at this hour?" She asks and walks to the end of her balcony, resting her arms on the railings just like me.

"I'm suffering from insomnia the past months. I can't sleep." I shrug my shoulders. "What about you?"

"Uh...I just wanted some air. I couldn't sleep either." Her voice is trembling when she answers my question and I look at her. She looks at the ground between her hands as she takes silent, trembling breaths.

"Are you okay? I don't want to look curious, or  anything. But I can see you're not that good." I place a hand on her shoulder and she flinches.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine." She reassures me while smiling, but I can see through her lies. Her eyes don't smile.

"Serena, you seem wonderful. I-I'm not flirting with you. I mean...That doesn't mean that I don't think you're pretty a-and charming, but-but I don't mean that I want to be with you... God damn it." I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. I hear her chuckling. "I just want to say that I will always be here. If you need anything, you know where to find me."

With my comment I see her genuinely smiling and I smile too. "I think it's about time to go in. I work in the morning."

"At seven?" I ask humorously and she laughs.

"Yes, at seven."

"Sweet dreams."

"The sweetest." She smiles and waves at me when she closes her balcony door.

This girl is a puzzle. She's something else.

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