Finally, he's actually getting good sleep.

You'd be sitting on the bed, your back propped against the headboard, the red comforter laying on you... well, comfortably. You can't help but feel a pang of... pride at the fact you got Jim to sleep finally, after trying loads of different sleep meds, you got ones that are JUST right. You'd sit there, your hand brushing through his hair gently as he sleeps, making sure to be mindful to not wake him, though that seems... sorta hard to accomplish, considering how he's absoluetely out right now.

The time of night came, where you'd usually find him roaming around the house, up and down the stairs, checking closets, all corners that he can, but now... he's calm. Thanks to you, of course. However, tonight instead of just laying with him, you decided to stay up to... well, see if the meds work for once, and second just what the hell keeps him up at this time. Everything seemed to be doing great, a can of Red Bull on the nightstand, phone in hand, your boyfriend's phone charging on his side of the bed. However, of course something had to happen. Just... of course, typical. Up until now, the only source of light in the room has been your phone's screen, but now there's something else. With a rather loud notification sound, the computer on the other side of the room would come to life, the monitor lighting up with... what from a distance looks like a chatroom.

"God damn it..."

You mutter and slowly get out of bed, phone still in hand, making sure to not disturb Jim's sleep, you make your way to the computer, taking a seat at the desk, looking at the monitor as you set your phone down, mouse now in hand you click the text notification.

You see the text and instantly feel some sort of confusion, just kinda looking at the text, someone with a blank profile picture and blank name texting Jim the word 'prepare'. Whatever... you just brush it off and block the person for him, not even noticing Jim has awoken from the noises, you mutter to yourself.

"Jackass.."