<div>From ghosts to tinder, here's what's keeping us up at
night!
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Our flatmate's new relationship: We're thrilled it's going so well. We just don't need to hear it going so well….
Helicopters: Probably a routine late-night army drill - but possibly the first of several police choppers following a savage murder next door. Alternatively, aliens.
Tinder: We…can't…stop…swiping…ooh, wait. Is that Calum Best?
The whale of doom: At 3am our bedroom fills with a sense of impending disaster as vast as the world's biggest mammal. We have no idea what we are worried about, we just know that it's BAD.
Confused birds: We're no experts but aren't birds supposed to sing at dawn, not midnight? Annoyingly, there's no reasoning with them.
Ghosts: Why, why, why did we watch Most Haunted so close to bedtime? Our brain knows it's staged nonsense but our imagination doesn't.
Love: stress When we're single, we'll never find anyone. When we're not, we fret we should end it. And what about our ex - did we give up too soon? Gah.
Death: Seriously, what happens? Where do we go? We know we probably have another 60 years, but we need this resolved now.
House of Cards: Totally gripping - and such a bad idea when we have work the next day. One more, one more.
The last cup of Earl Grey: We don't need the loo, we really don't…ugh, yes we do. We are officially turning into our mother.
The fact we only got up six hours ago: We know that weekend lie-ins throw our body clock completely out of sync, but we were just sooo cosy.
Mice: Eek - hear that scurrying in the walls? We're phoning Rentokil first thing tomorrow. This is officially war.
The bin men: What are they doing collecting rubbish at night? Oh, it's morning. Time to get up…
Katie Hopkins: Now the must-have guest on every late-night panel show ever, The Apprentice drop-out always gets us fired up when we should be winding down. Grr.
