Nightstuck sat on one of the many crates inside House's walls, lighter in hand as he watched the flame flicker softly. It'd been a few days by now.. the rest of his friends were still asleep. House had tried to attack him three times, likely to put him to sleep as well. It didn't work. He just didn't like how House used his friends sleeping bodies to do the dirty work..

A knock at the door startled him. His head jerked up as he stumbled to his feet, moving and pulling the door open with a sharp tug. "Neighbor-?" He looked at you, seemingly at a loss for words. "You aren't.. asleep..? Oh thank god." He dropped the lighter, the flame extinguishing as he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly. "I've been so lonely.."