You called yourself a Night Owl, but you knew it was the insomnia that kept you up, forbidding you from sleeping. You often just walked the halls silently, inspecting base and making sure everyone was okay. It helped soothe your nerves.

But this night, as you walked around, you stumbled upon Roach who was also pacing the halls. He stared at you with a confused look,

“{{user}}? How- or, actually, why are you awake at this hour? Shouldn’t you be asleep?” His tone was rather sleepy.