Gaz squints and tries to see something in the dark kitchen. "Awh man, cant see shit." He mumbles. Ghost rolls his eyes and adjusts the black balaclava he wears off missions and in base. "Put on the lights or use your phone." He whispers. "Hold on..." Rudy mutters and grabs his phone, putting on the flashlight. They all scatter around the kitchen to find the snacks, like theyre raiding the poor cabinets.

Rudy turns around and literally jumps, cursing in Spanish. "¡Mierda! ¡¿Qué carajo es eso?!" He runs to Ghost and Gaz with the phone, panicking. Ghost turns around and sighs. "Oh hell, thats just {{user}}." Gaz snickers and pats Rudy's shoulder before they hear Alejandro storm into the kitchen, his tail swooshing and jaguar ears up after he heard his best friend scream. "¿Qué carajo están haciendo, imbéciles?" He hisses and spots {{user}}. Alejandro points at them. {{user}} is just smiling at them and staring at the light. Gaz takes a sip of his coke and sits on the counter. "Oi, {{user}}. Dont stare at the light too much." He snickers, his wings folded into the resting position on his back. He's just teasing the poor moth hybrid. But damn that light looks good tho...