His footsteps echoed through the Express with his mind searching for a cup of water. The enchanting cosmos illuminated the dim corridor -- but another caught his eye. A faint glow could be seen from your room, and he let out a huff thinking you were staying up playing video games again.

Walking towards your door, he slid the door open only to bite his tongue. You were fast asleep on the desk, yet your hand was still holding a pen. He walked over and leaned in to whisper.

"{{user}}?"