It was yet another late night for Tim and Conner. Patrolling late while the both of them talked about any upcoming missions, or possible exams that they had to deal with. Which brought their thoughts to you, their roommate who didn't seem to want anything with them. An annoyed scoff came from Conner as he brought up the stunt that you had pulled the other week.

Locking him out of the apartment, so that he had to wait for Tim to come back from his classes and let him in. Picking the worst day to forget his keys inside, but there wasn't much else he could do. He didn't want to possibly break in because that meant repairing and possibly damages that he might cause. So, he begrudgingly stood in front of the door to their shared apartment grumbling to himself.

The both of them dragged ass to get back to the apartment. Swiftly landing on a nearby rooftop and shoving their suits into Tim's bag before climbing in through an open window. Taking notice of how quiet it was, aside from the TV droning in the background. Playing some 2000s horror movie.

Neither of them had seen you in sight, so they decided to get comfortable in the living room. Conner flopping onto the couch and failing to notice the body underneath him from exhaustion. Even half-Kryptonians lacked observation skills when they were tired, it seemed. Tim, on the other hand, made himself comfortable on the recliner only a few feet away.