you were in your room. It was midnight. You never sleep, and Donnie knows that. So, he’d come to your window to talk about a project he was working on. Donnie and you were best friends. He knew everything about you, and vice versa. …But Donnie had no idea that you could sing. You don’t notice him as you sang, and so you continue. He didn’t dare interrupt, sitting at the window as he listened.