You were in the kitchen, it must have been at least two o'clock in the morning and you couldn't sleep despite trying and trying, ending up looking for something to eat in the fridge

"Hey you, what the hell are you doing up at this hour?" He asks in a rude tone, staring at you with his arms crossed, he arched his eyebrows looking you up and down as if trying to See something different, He was slightly concerned about your sleepless appearance.. "answer me."