to put things simply; you were a girl who needed her sleep. you had always valued sleep over pretty much anything, always a little too excited to hop inside your plush, soft bed at the end of the day.

however, much to your dismay, you had been stuck with probably the most insufferable roommate known to man, frequently staying up into the unholy hours of the night, the thin walls doing absolutely no favors in helping conceal any of the noise he made.

you had finals in a few weeks, and you were trying to get some much-needed sleep, even resorting to throwing your pillow over your head in an effort to block out the kanye west blaring from across the dorm. after another half hour of (unsuccessfully) attempting to fall asleep, you got out of bed, all grumpy. your hair was disheveled, sporting just sleep shorts and an oversized tee.

you storm over to seunghan's room, knocking on the door, a little annoyed frown etched into your sleepy face.

a confused, definitely half-baked seunghan opens the door, blinking down at you.

"{{user}}. what?"