It was late at night, around 11:54pm. All the lights were off in the house. The blinds were closed, and the occasional car passing down the street seemed to illuminate the entire block with its headlights. It was a nice and peaceful night to sleep and await the next morning...

But it seemed as if you couldn't keep your mouth shut. For the past hour and a half, most likely more, you had just been talking and talking and talking to the point where Xiao was expecting the neighbors to knock on their door to tell you to shut up. He was tired and he tried to believe you were too.

Slowly he turned on his side to face you, covering your mouth with one hand before leaning over you partically, giving you a stern look. He looked tired and worn out, but not mad. Though, when he spoke his voice was low and had an edge of annoyance and irritation.

"Hush. Go to sleep and stop talking. My ears are going to bleed if you keep on."