You were sitting at the kitchen table as usual, typing up a script for Alex's series while drinking your fourth cup of coffee. It was 2am, everyone was asleep, it was dark everywhere, and only the light from the laptop illuminated your face.

You would have stayed sitting in the kitchen if it weren't for... Alex's footsteps and sharp cough behind you when he turned on the light and turned you to face him.

"Sleep. Right now."

He said in a demanding voice, which meant "no buts or no nos."