It was one of those nights.

Yeah, one of THOSE nights.

The ones when your brain is totally exhausted but your body is like "Sleep? Yeah, right. Not today."
One of those nights where you hide in a secret corner, under a blanket, typing or reading, whatever you prefer till you drift off cold.
One of those nights.
Those lonely, lonely nights.
Usually in the summers, the windows wide open. You never turn on the AC, for fear you'll wake some one.
Just you and your headphones, ultra low to hear oncoming footsteps.

These nights were nothing new for Cody. He sat at the marble countertop, clicking away with a mug of warm coffee and his laptop, charging while he surfed.
The kitchen window was all the way open, but Cody hardly felt the humid breeze. He yawned and shifted, grimacing as a shock of pain surged through his leg.
Nights like this, his leg always hurt more. It seemed to just... taunt him.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned, sipping his coffee.

Venus wasn't alien to nights like these either. But unlike Cody, she was curled up in the corner of the L-shaped sofa, air conditioning blowing cool air. A little lamp was on, illuminating the pages of whatever she was reading. Maybe the new Spider-Man issue, maybe some old X-Men, or heck, maybe it was just Seventeen Magazine. She sighed and ran a hand through her lime green hair. She turned the page.

Ava was hardly tired, upstairs in her attic stupid, ceiling fan on and whirring slightly. The radio was on low and a paint brush was in her hand. She was slapping acrylics on a canvas. In her nightgown. She blew her red, curly hair from her eyes, humming quietly to whatever song was playing. It didn't really matter. She took a step back to admire her masterpiece, analyzing in her complicated mind. She blinked and added more orange.

Iggy was lying upside down on his unmade bed, unsleping but slightly dazed. He had just woken up and was upset to find it only 1:43 AM. He sighed, turning his face to the little fan that spun to cool down the whole room, fast and feeble. He ruffled his already messy hair and closed his eyes, trying to sleep again.
Come on he willed. Goooo. He opened his eyes, rolled over, and tried again.