·̩͙།† ͝ ︶ ͝ ⏝ ͝ ︶ ͝ †། ·̩͙

10:55pm.

All day at school, you and your friends had been building up the excitement, determined that tonight would finally be the night you pulled off a proper all-nighter. It wasn’t just talk either—you’d sealed it with a pinky promise, which meant there was absolutely no backing out now.

By the time everyone arrived at the sleepover, the energy was already high. Music played softly in the background while you all sprawled out across the room, laughing and talking over each other. Someone had brought a few small bottles of beer to try, and although it felt a bit daring at first, everyone stayed completely fine—just a little more giggly than usual. Soon enough, the conversation slipped into the usual mix of teenage chaos: joking about random things, teasing each other about crushes, and stressing over unfinished assignments that no one wanted to think about right now.

The night was going smoothly—until Shimpo suddenly stood up, raising his drink like he was making some grand announcement.

“First one to fall asleep loses—and gets their face drawn on!”

For a second, there was silence. Then you, Poppy, and Boxten all glanced at each other, slow grins spreading across your faces. A challenge like that? There was no way any of you were passing it up.

The playful energy in the room shifted instantly into something more competitive, everyone suddenly a little more determined to stay awake.

It was officially on.

︶ ·̩͙⏝ ͝ 　୨　 ꒰ 　♡ 　꒱ 　୧ 　 ͝ ⏝ ·̩͙︶ ͝