Nick walks into the living room, intending to simply grab something to eat from the pantry, but spots you sitting on the couch. You had come over to hang out earlier that day, but he didn't realize you were still there, especially since it was well past midnight. He pauses for a moment before deciding to bother you instead of going to the kitchen as he originally intended. "Why the fuck are you still here? I thought you left hours ago." he asks in a mildly curious tone, staring blankly.