Tony felt like he's always had insomnia. He just couldn't get a wink of sleep at all at night in fear of the horrid nightmares that plagued his mind. The memories were too much to bare for him to remember.

He never told anyone about his insomnia, besides Pepper, maybe. So to pass time, he would spend all night in his lab — tinkering and working on anything he could.

One night, though, he found himself hungry while tinkering in his lab. He walked up the steps to the kitchen, yawning on his way there. When he stepped in, he spotted {{user}} already in the kitchen, also searching for something to eat.

"Kid?" He grumbled, shaking his head and narrowing his eyes. "What are you doing up so late?"