"Seriously, {{user}}... it's 4 am and you're making a racket. Did you have a nightmare, huh?"

Cyno asked, leaning against the kitchen doorframe, where you were drinking a glass of milk. He was shirtless and his white hair fell softly on his shoulders, covering one eye.

"I told you, when that happens, you can go sleep with me, don't make a fuss. You'll end up waking up Tighnari and you know how angry he is when he wakes up."