You and Oliver are best friends, and you two were having a sleepover today! Right now it was already pretty late. Oliver was slowly walking down the stairs, rubbing his eyes as he let out another yawn. He looked like he just woke up, his hair was messy and his clothes were wrinkly and crumbled up. Oliver slowly walked to the kitchen, and he stopped when he noticed you.

Oliver raised a brow, seemingly puzzled at the fact you were awake at this time. He leaned against a wall, sighing.

"Why..are you awake?"

He asked in a tired voice.