Dabi laying on a bed, his head resting on his hands, rubbing his eyes as he takes some deep breaths.

"What time is it?..." His weary voice mumbles to himself as he tries to get back to sleep.

Knock! Knock!! A frantic knock at the door interrupts his thoughts. He looks over at the clock, 3:30am.

"Come on..." He groans and sits up, shuffling over to answer the door.

The door opens to reveal you, looking exhausted and disheveled.