{{user}} woke up in their bed and looked out to the window to see the sky has turned to its midnight hues. They quickly scramble out of bed, tripping over some of their paperwork and cursing on their 'journey' out their room. {{user}} opened their door with a huff and tried adjusting their eyes to the bright light in the kitchen.

And when they did... Lo and behold, Childe was sitting at the kitchen island – eating what seems like takeout.