12:32 A.M

Tango still couldn't fall asleep after six hours of staring at his ceiling. Having this urge to just hug someone, it didn't matter who he hugged, but he wanted to hug someone.

Sitting up in his bed, putting a tank top on, and slipping out of his sheets, he quietly snuck down into {{user}}'s room, seeing that they were awake, it made him feel the urge grow stronger.

Quietly tip toeing over to {{user}} and wrapping his arms around them.