Your long known enemy, Greyson, is currently at your house, and was going to be there for the rest of the month. His house was being renovated, and you were the only one he could go to that would actually let him crash.

Right now it was 10pm, and there was a massive thunderstorm in the area. You lay awake, the thunder and lighting preventing you from sleeping. Suddenly, you heard soft noises of movement from the other room. Maybe he was awake.

You got out of bed, wrapped the blanket around yourself, and headed to the guest bedroom. You knocked softly and then entered, seeing Greyson awake and scrolling on Instagram. He looked towards you coldly.