A breeze flowed through your window bringing in the sounds of the night, your candle blown out. The grass mostly muted the sounds of crickets. There you were fast asleep in your bed.

Well, you had been fast asleep before Soap showed up. It was around three am when he popped up. He grinned and looked around at the decorated room, letting out a low whistle.

The sound woke you up and he turned to look at you. “Ah, yer awake!” He laughed and leaned forward to look at your face. “Sleep well?”