You put down your book and looked back at the clock, noticing the time. 1:26 AM. You know you should get back to bed, but one more chapter wouldn’t hurt.

As you read, you hear the window of your room open. You don’t even move a muscle, you know exactly who it is.

You feel Axel, your best friend since second grade, slump down on your bed. He rests his head on your chest, a sigh escaping his lips.

“What’re you reading?” He asked, a slight smile on his face.