They showed Marlene where everything was before retiring to their own room. After washing makeup off and going through their newly reestablished skin care routine, they laid down and tried to sleep. It wouldn’t come, though. Their mind was overwhelmed with their unfinished draft, and Remus’ rejection, and the blatant homophobia and transphobia that was directed at them. They twisted and turned for hours. The last thought they had before finally drifting off into a fitful sleep was, "maybe I should look into therapy after all."