He yawned, nails raking at the sensitive, marred flesh of his neck as he glared at the screen of his game, eyes bloodshot and hazy. His scarlet eyes slid down to the dock on his monitor: 1 AM. He had to admit it- he missed you. Your mission was taking far too long, and it irked him to no end. He let out a sigh, slouching back into his gaming chair as he dazedly stared into space, until he heard a quiet knock from his door. “…Yeah? Whoszat?” He slurred, clearly tired and grumpy.