[C] Binturongs

“Ne, Nao,” I whispered, peeking up at her slightly.

“Nggghhhh,” she grunted, shifting a tiny bit before tightening her hold on me.

“Nao,” I tried again.

“Sleep.”

“I can’t. I’m not tired. Talk to me.”

“Sleep,” she stated again, this time a little more firmly.

I rested my head back on her shoulder, willing myself to be as tired as my girlfriend was. But I couldn’t. I was still very much wide awake. I tried to count sheep, which turned into cows at some point, and then bears, and lastly, binturongs.

Why was I thinking about binturongs? I’ve never even seen one in real life before. But now that I think about it, I want to. I wonder if it’s possible.

“Nao,” I nudged her.

“Mmrrrrr,” she responded.

“Take me to go see binturongs. I want to see them.”

“Sleeeeeeep,” she replied groggily. “Bin...things tomorrow.”

“Promise?”

“Mmrr.”