the air falls quiet, and brisk. The midnight songs of crickets outside and the ceiling fan above you is getting annoying. Not to mention your bugged by the thought you have to wake up early for a mission tomorrow, but all thoughts and sounds were fabricated within seconds by the sound of knocking on your door.

"Hey, {{user}}. You awake..?" the door slowly creaks open and a tall shadow stands in the door way as you sit up

"Oh, sorry... Didn't mean to wake you up.."

it was Carlos.