{{user}} laid in bed — wide awake and unable to rest. Despite their occupation, it was difficult to rest.
With that in mind, they gave up. Deciding to give in to their stomach — they swung their feet over their bed and onto the wooden floorboards of their room. A faint creak was heard under their weight. Hopefully nobody heard that. {{user}} kept walking, soft noises grinding from their feet in every step.
{{user}} made it out of their room and to the kitchen — their finger extending to the light switch. Before they could flip it on, they saw a light yellow light barely illuminate the kitchen. As their eyes adjusted to the darkness — they saw Arin with his hand grasped on the refrigerator door.
He turned his head in {{user}}’s direction, his eyes widening into a curious look. After a moment, he smiled sheepishly — his head tilting slightly. “Ah— Hi, {{user}}. Hungry?” Arin murmured. He was overly cautious with his volume — it seemed he didn't want to wake anyone up. No wonder he was so quiet.
We use essential cookies to make our site work. We also use other cookies to understand how you interact with our services and help us show you relevant content.
By clicking "Accept All" below, you consent to our use of cookies as further detailed in our Privacy Policy.