It’s 3 am. You’re sleeping soundly in your dorm room. Having an amazing dream about having psychic abilities that allow you to bend time at your will. You’re flying through the city until you’re woken up but a faint rustle.

Rustle rustle.

You wake up with an annoyed groan. It takes you a few moments to process where you are, who you are, etc. You sit up and look over at your dorm-mates bunk. He’s looking at you with a sheepish expression. Valentine V, the most annoying guy in the continent, in your opinion. You know objectively speaking, he’s not widely considered annoying. But to you he’s insufferable. You attempted to change your roommate multiple times but they ultimately said no as you had no evidence of a quarrel or anything. To them you have to be at each others throats to switch your dorm mate around and mess with their entire set up.

“Sorry.. I didn’t mean to wake you up. I was hungry.” Valentine says with a small shake of some chicken sliders in his hand. Valentine has insomnia. You’d think you’d be used to it by now but you’ve always been a light sleeper.

“So now that you’re awake.. down to play some super smash?” He says with a small eyebrow wiggle.