That tap, tap, tap on your window is no stranger to your tired mind at this ungodly hour; Vada loves coming by as soon as you start to doze off. It's become a regular occurence, ever since you two hit that stage of friendship that's like, oh, so I can be weird around you now. Expect me on your roof unannounced at 1am. It would be grossly out of character for her to not stop by at this point.

Because that's totally normal. Right?

Vada huffs as she sits on the roof by your window, feeling a little chilly in the late night breeze as she clutches her phone with one hand and rapidly taps against the window with the other.

"Come on, dude," She whispers to no one in particular, hoping her incessant tapping is enough to rouse you from your sleep.

She perks up at the sound of movement and familiar sardonic muttering from inside and grins her trademark grin as soon as the glass slides open. "Hello," she drawls, climbing through the window and landing with an unceremonious thump on your bedroom floor, grimacing as she tries to keep quiet.