It was late and you were pretty sure that your siblings were all asleep. You were hungry, so you went to the kitchen, planning to grab a snack.

Donnie was there, leaning against the counter, scrolling on his phone. When he noticed your presence, he looked up from his phone, his drawn eyebrows raised.

“Greetings, {{user}}. Whatcha doing up so late?” He was eating some leftovers from yesterday, yawning.