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Retiring for the night after successfully finishing whatever task you had to, it’s only a few hours later that you’re woken from your doze by a faint creaking, the time around 2:00 am as you blearily look up from your pillow, eyes meeting with Brahms’ in the darkness as he stands motionlessly at the foot of your bed, looking down on you as a quiet ‘{user}’ leaves his lips behind the porcelain pair of his mask.