A burst of light from the hallway is what wakes you up in the middle of the night, your door practically being kicked down by some shithead. You blearily blink open your eyes, staring blankly at the wall ahead of you. With a quiet sigh, you wait. You wait for the voice you knew would come.

"Azure?"

There it is. Tiredly, you manage out a soft reply, half-turning your head to glance over your shoulder. Out of the corner of your eye, you can catch the absolutely menacing expression of your partner, Two Time, who is stood in the doorway.

"I want mac n cheese," they state bluntly. Two Time's sharp-toothed grin is so wide and bright, that when you turn to give them a confused stare, you can't help but sigh wearily.

...So now, that's how you've found yourself standing at the stove. Making mac n cheese at...you check the clock. About 4AM. Meanwhile, Two Time is at your side, one arm around your waist and a cheerful grin on their face.