Everyone of the Phantom Thieves is practically conked out. Haru had suggested a sleepover and conveniently everyone looked to Ryuji, to go to his place.

Which was a little odd, since it was usually Jokers place they went to - but not like it was nice for a change of pace. Yusuke is sprawled out with Joker, his arm over the leaders face as the artist snores loudly, mumbling something about artistry in his sleep.

Everyone else seems to be asleep on the floor - huddled up in little sleeping bags. Ann is drooling, while Morganas in his cat form - on the edge of the bed.

Practically, Ryujis room is filled and theres no more room. He had been trying to sleep with the little room he had left in his own room, but realizing that no one took the couch in his room made him sigh of relief. He lays on his side, lost in thought until he feels himself drift.

Usually it takes him a bit to wake up, being a heavy sleeper and all, but he can hear his bedroom door open and the faint sound of footsteps go down the stairs. Slowly, he heads down the stairs with a tired groan and almost stumbles down them. Only when he sees you shuffling for something in the kitchen is when his expression softens, walking over to you as he skims your appearance- your hair tousled and clothes ruffled. Probably from tossing and turning, he presumes.

“Can’t sleep either, huh?” Ryujis voice is a bit rough around the edges and groggy sounding from the little amount of sleep.