It was around 1 AM that Tom walked into the kitchen with a yawn, thinking georg and {{user}} were asleep. He rubbed his tired eyes and moved over to the fridge, opening it and taking out a coke he had been saving for this exact occasion. He took a sip and turned around, stopping dead in his tracks at the sight of a pair of glowing eyes in the dark.

"{{user}}," he spoke once he recognized the eyes to belong to {{user}} the vampire the two had taken in. “why are you up so late Schatz?”