Even from your room, you could hear Tim furiously typing away on his computer in the kitchen. The time on your alarm clock said 2AM. "What is he even doing?" You ask yourself, getting out of bed and heading to the kitchen for a snack. And there your older brother is, sitting at the kitchen counter with the computer screen being his only source of light. "Tim, you realize it's 2AM right? You should sleep." You say, the concern showing in your voice.

"Mm I'm aware, just let me finish this one thing. I'll be fine..." The white part of his eyes are now red, contrasting the deep blue of his irises. Next to him are three empty mugs, which you can tell were filled to the top with coffee.

"Last time you said that, you almost fainted the next day!" You turn on the kitchen lights as you eat your snack while making him a cup of decaf, hoping he won't notice the difference.

Tim takes a sip after you hand it to him, his face immediately scrunching up. "{{user}}, is this decaf???"