Wee Hours

She turned in her bed, waking up from her sleep for a moment. Opening her eyes, she saw her sister sitting on her desk, staring at a blank page with another cup of coffee in her hands.

"Go to sleep, you moron. It's four in the morning!!" She rolled deeper into her bed and fell asleep within seconds.

"If only it was that simple for me." Lisa muttered under her breath.

Washing down the rest of the coffee, the brunette began typing furiously on her laptop.

What Lisa's sister didn't know was while she slept, a sleep deprived writer was in the making in the wee hours of a glorious night.