crinkling chip bags and Cheeto puff fingers
crack-sizzle-fizz-pop of caffeine

blankets and pillows assembled as floor beds 
soiled by snack crumb confetti

borrowed socks and old flashlights
to play hide and seek in the dark

suppression of yawns and giggles past midnight
whispered truths, and a hatred of morning

sugar rush waning hour by hour
drooped eyelids and quiet, soft snores