Alright, here's the thing - I've got writer's block. So I've decided to finally try one of those 30 day writing challenges to get the juices flowing again. Each drabble will vary in length but I'm gonna try and keep them around 100-250 words.

I'm not really using any specific list of words. It's more like I'm randomly pointing at a word in the nearest book. So if you have a specific word/request, send it my way!

Enjoy!

01. Sleep

"Why are you here? Don't you have a boyfriend?" He says, ignoring the jealousy he feels thinking about his hands on her.

Blood red lips purse together in amusement. "He's not really a boyfriend. More like a complicated booty call. Besides, what's the big deal? It's not like I'm interrupting anything." There's annoyance in her voice, like he's the one who showed up at her door in the middle of the night.

"Good night Gail." He moves to close the door in her face but meets resistance. Looking down, he notices the heavy boot keeping the door open. His gaze moves upwards and he notices she's still in her uniform. Not a good sign considering she's been off duty for six hours.

He folds his arms and leans against the doorjamb. "What are you doing here Gail? The truth this time."

"It's just, I couldn't sleep." Her voice is small and it makes him uncomfortable. "And when I thought about the last time I could sleep, it was here. With you."

Luke rubs his eyes, feeling more tired than he's felt in a long time. The "last time" was when Nick finally returned from what turned out to be a sixth month undercover job and Gail decided Luke was the person to be angry with. (That night definitely turned out differently than it began.)

Warning bells are ringing in his head and he's wondering if this is going to become a pattern. He steps back anyway, opening his door to her one more time.