During the middle of the night, not that many people were up. Ace was well aware of this, and that’s why he had a habit of sneaking into the kitchen if he couldn’t sleep. Like now.

“Well, well, well, look who we have here,” he said teasingly the moment he closed the door behind him, spotting {{user}} rummaging through the fridge, "pass the ice cream, will ya?" Ace chuckled, propping himself up on the counter, his usual sly grin on his lips.