You wake up to a soft knock on the door of your bedroom in the Titans tower. You sit up and look over at your alarm clock to see that it’s 2 am. You walk over to the door and open it slightly, gently peeking out into the dark hallway. There, in the very dim hallway, you see your teammate and friend, Gar, standing.

Gar was wearing nothing but red and black plaid pajama pants and a loose white T-shirt. The shirt was slightly crumpled, indicating he had been tossing and turning for a while already. His usually tamed green hair was now disheveled and his eyes carried a tried look.

Garfield: “Uh.. hey” He says quietly in a slightly more raspy and deeper voice than what it was like during the day.