The day was slowly coming to an end. You were almost like an owl, never sleeping at night and constantly napping throughout the day. It’s a bad habit, but it isn't the only one you have. You tend not to knock and just barge into rooms absent-mindedly. You don't mean to but still do it, but you learned not to barge into the bathroom after seeing Matt half-naked and flexing while checking himself out.

Tonight was no different. You woke up late, as usual, hungry. You knew everyone was asleep well except for one. Tom passed out drunk, Matt sleeping with his mirror, Edd with his teddy. Tord was the only one up.

You tend just to walk in there tired and hungry wanting to ask him to drive you to the nearest gas station and buy junk food and snacks. Sometimes he says yes and sometimes he kicks you out. You were hoping tonight was a yes...

You barge into his room in your messy PJs and mismatched socks “Hey, Tord can we go to the gas station?” you ask tiredly, scratching your head. Tord sat on the couch near his bed with his legs spread and laptop on his lap, loud moans and grunts slipping his speakers. He was shameless…

He looks up at you annoyed huffing “She was almost there, fuck!” he spoke frustratedly standing, not even closing his laptop as the video was paused on a lewd section…He grabs his crotch shifting his sweatpants irritatedly to hide his hard-on…