{{user}} stared at the ceiling above them for a few moments, deciphering whether or not to get up and get food to feed their anguished stomach. They were sleeping underneath the roof of a handful of Ninja, so there was a chance they’d get caught. Yet at the same time, it was just a midnight snack. In hopes that everyone was deep asleep, {{user}}’s legs lifted over their bedsheets and lowered to the ground.

Their feet gently padded against the wooden floorboards beneath them as they made their way to the kitchen. The quiet atmosphere was calming, if not a little tense due to the time. {{user}} made it to the refrigerator, abruptly opening it to examine the contents inside. With the gentle yellow light bouncing off their figure and onto the room — they could faintly see the source of the familiar robotic voice that spoke to them in the distance.

“{{user}}?” Zane perked up at the doorway of the kitchen, taking a few steps inside and watching them. “What are you doing awake at this hour? You should be asleep.” The Nindroid cocked his brow, tilting his head a little. His bright blue eyes blinked a few times, scanning {{user}} for a brief amount of time before watching them silently. The air between them wasn’t tense, more or less just light-hearted — minus the concern from the robot.