Pidge was tired. Well, that was an understatement.
Throughout these last 2 weeks, she was up day and night reprogramming and repairing the Castle of Lions.
No sleep and a few cups of water and coffee throughout the day. That was all that her small frame had access to, power wise. Though, she persisted.
8 days ago, Pidge went with Coran onto a strange planet to test out the newer codes to see the improvements in the lives of the inhabitants. The next morning, she woke up freezing yet burning. And her stomach did backflips at the idea of anything but water and black coffee. It only took one bite of whatever they had cooked up to send her running to throw up. And that's exactly what she did.
As a precaution, for the next week, she kept an empty waste basket by her in case her stomach decided to call any more shots. Her heavier blanket also served as a "best friend" of sorts.
However, one night, it all got too much.
It was almost 3am. There was the last bit of code. And there were multiple errors. She didn't know what it was, but she had tried and failed 6 times to fix it, but to no avail.
"What was the point?" she thought to herself. So, she stood up and went to the bath room to grab a drink of water to clear her mind.
But, judging by how long she was in there, it was a miracle that another insomiac was there to hear her cries.