Only The Strong Survive

Outlaw 
She groaned, then placed the container on the counter, grumbling. “How am I sposed to fall asleep then?” She questioned him. 

Auberon
"You don't," Auberon replied. "Or if you want it bad enough, try laying down."

Outlaw 
“I has been laying down. It don’t work” she sighed, placing the medical kit back in its drawer and tucking the pills into the junk drawer. 

Auberon
Auberon looked at the wall momentarily. "No," he mumbled, once again looking out at the two love birds.

Outlaw 
“What’s no?” She muttered, searching through the drawers for her hammer. 

Auberon
"I dunno," he mumbled back.

Outlaw 
“Ah-hah” she mumbled as she found her hammer and pulled it out of the drawer. 

Auberon
Auberon looked over at her, curious as to what she was looking for and had now found. Upon seeing the hammer, he stared at it threateningly, shifting his weight and tensing uncomfortably.

Outlaw 
“What? I ain’t gonna hit you with it. I’m gonna hit myself with it” she assured Auberon. 

Auberon
Auberon reluctantly driften his eyes up to Outlaw slowly. "Haven't you gotten hit with a hammer enough times in your life?"

Outlaw 
“Yes. But I ain’t gonna get no sleep otherwise. I just bang over the head and hopefully I shall be knocked unconscious and therefore sleep.” She explained. 

Auberon
Auberon shook his head. "Fine... whatever."

Outlaw 
She moved onto her bed then slammed the hammer over her head. She rubbed her head grumpily and tossed the hammer on the floor when it didn’t work. “Seriously, I is running outta ideas” she sighed. 

Auberon
Auberon rolled his eyes. "That was painful to watch."

Outlaw
“What else..” she mused, looking around the hut.