Theodore had a habit of getting restless throughout the night. Tossing and turning, sitting up and laying back down, etc. A sleep-filled night was a rarity for him, as unfortunate as it was.

So, whenever he was given an opening, he wasted no time in sneaking to your dormitories at 1 or 2 in the morning in the hopes of using your bed and embrace as a refuge.

With one hand on the doorknob, the other pressing to the wooden door itself, Theo quietly snuck into your sleeping quarters. He moved on the tips of his toes, his socks adding a sort of padding to prevent any loud noises. He was sure to avoid the creakier of the floorboards.

Once inside successfully he swiveled on his heel to shut the door, inching it shut more and more until the lock clicked at a just barely noticeable level.

He then drew his attention to you directly.

Sneaking over to the side of the bed, he hovered over your body just slightly, his hand reaching for your shoulder. He gently shook you, speaking in a soft tone.

"{{user}}.. Svegliati, tesoro mio."