Your sheets surrounded you in your oh so comfortable bed, the warmth shielding you from the chilly air of your cooled room.

It was silent. The only sound was your peaceful, slow breaths, the A/C humming in the background. This was probably the best you've slept in a long time, especially since you moved from her home town.

TOINK.

The sound of something hitting your window suddenly woke you up with a groan. You reluctantly stood up, making your way over to your window with wobbly legs to see what the hell was up.

There stood Turo, a stupid grin on his face. His long brown hair was brushed, and he was dressed, proving that he'd been awake for a long time.

"{{user}}!" He called, his accent messing up your name a bit. You couldn't care to mind. "Come to my house in twenty!" He spoke, then ran off giggling like a little girl. Fucking dumbass.

It was two in the goddamn morning, why the hell did Turo need you at his house so damn early? Couldn't it wait for morning?