I Introduce The Selfish Machine

We had left for Washington at who even knows what time, and it was now 3 in the morning and everyone was out..
But me.
I sat on the couch in the front lounge, wrapped up in one of Tony's shirts. I had tried sleeping in the little bunk they gave me, but I couldn't, so I crawled into Tony's bunk. There isn't much room in those bunks, so Tony told me to lay on top of him. I laid on top of him for a while, even started to fall asleep, but his bare chest started to sweat. We were too close and compact to be able to sleep together. I ended up crawling out of there, and was in the front lounge trying to sleep. It was probably the perfect area to sleep, the lights were dim and it was a nice temperature, but apparently my eyes wanted to look outside more than they wanted to look at the inside of my eyelids. So, I just sat on the couch, my eyes burning from not being able to sleep.
I missed my bed already. We haven't even been gone a full day but I miss my bed already. Maybe I'll just tell Tony in the morning that I'll stay for tonight's show and get Leann to come get me. I'm probably too much of a distraction anyway.
I was twisting my black hair with my finger when the curtain to the bunk lounge opened. I looked up to see Jaime standing there.
He smiled at me. "So, you can't sleep either?" He whispered.
I shook my head and patted the empty spot next to me on the couch. Jaime walked over and sat next to me. Our shoulders were touching.
"I didn't wake you, did I?" I whispered. I was probably making a lot of noise, moving around so much.
"No, not at all. It's just really hard to sleep on the bus when you haven't been on tour for a while."
"Yeah, I don't know if I'll get used to it."
Jaime patted my shoulder. "Don't worry, you will."
We sat in silence for a little while. I had never really talked to Jaime before, so I had no idea what to say to him. I could ask him about his life and stuff, but I didn't want to seem nosey. I'm really awkward sometimes, especially talking to people at 3 in the morning.
"So, Tony talks about you a lot." Jaime said, breaking the silence.
I was actually kind of shocked. "Really?" I asked.
He nodded his head. "Yeah, he really likes you a lot. Tony's a really sensitive guy, okay? I know you're more bitter about romantic stuff than he is, but that's how Tony shows a girl he likes them. Just be nice to him, he's had his heart broke so many times."
"I am nice to Tony." Nicer than I've ever been to any guy on that note.
"I'm not saying you're not, I'm just forewarning you, it only gets mushier from here."
I laughed. "Well, thanks Jaime."
"Any time. And hey, we're all really excited about you coming with us. Don't think we're every annoyed with you or anything, and if we seem a little off some days, it's because tour can do that to you. Just be sassy, because that always cracks me up." Jaime said.
"Oh, you do not have to worry about me being sassy."
Jaime laughed. "Well okay then! Get some sleep, it's going to be a long day."
Jaime got up and walked back towards the bunks.
Tony actually likes me? He talks about me? My heart did that weird flying thingy again. He makes me feel, happy? That's new.
I laid down on the couch, smiling and thinking about how excited I am to go on tour with Tony.

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