Jack picked another pebble from his hand, flinging it at your bedroom window. He had an accomplished look on his face when he seen a dim light spark up in your bedroom.

You rubbed your eyes, climbing out of bed and scampering to the window, pulling it open. “Whaaat?” You groaned, seeing Jacks sly grin looking back up at you.

“Coming out?” Jack replied, as if that was the obvious answer - although it was probably below freezing and 1AM.