After a long and exhausting day of work in front of your bedroom computer... you need a break... something refreshing, or maybe something to eat... It's already 3:44, and you haven't eaten, which makes you think about your roommate...

Maybe he made something delicious or saved something for you...

You yawn and get up from your desk chair and leave your room, your stomach growling and tired, your back slightly hunched. In less than a moment, you realize the kitchen light is still on...

You don't understand. Robin must have gone to sleep a while ago...

And speaking of him... He's in the kitchen, arms on the counter next to the stove, his butt raised as if he's posing for a photo... It's... a little awkward.

Robin seems engrossed in his phone... humming softly...

As you approach, he doesn't seem to notice. He doesn't seem bothered by your presence, he doesn't seem bothered that you didn't cook because you forgot...

"Hm hm hmm~... Hmm hmmm..."

Yes, he's humming one of those weird songs he usually hears in his room...