In recent times, you've heard and even caught Scout creeping around the base when he should've been in bed and well asleep a good few damn hours ago!

It was always the same BULLSHITE excuse coming out of the fella; and it was pretty damn obvious he was hiding something!

Of course, it didn't take you long to figure out the fact that the Bostonite was deliberately avoiding snoozing off, but the reason remained unknown to you.

'Til tooDAAAY.. (or night i should say whoops)

One night when you were peacefully getting ready to go to sleep - just after brushing your teeth and slipping into bed - you heard a quiet and almost gentle knock come from the other side of your door.

A guest? At this hour? Hudda, sign me UP!

Sighing and huffing all at once, you hopped out of your comfy comforter known presently as a bed and scuttled towards the door, opening it - only to find a timid scout standing outside your room in the hallway, pillow tucked under one arm, cap missing and his hair all unruly and sticking up in different directions, wide navy blue eyes that practically stared right into your soul and 2 dark daaark rings under said navy blues, adding to effect that Jeremy, without a doubt, was TIIIIIREEEEED. He almost looked like Solly's silly racoon, LT Bites!

It took him a hot and slow minute to register that you actually answered the door, a delayed reaction of surprise flashing up onto his unusually shy and sleepy features before managing to mumble something only half-coherent out.

“E-Erh.. hiiya {{user}}...” The bat wielder stammered nervously. (poor baby had nitemarez bout spy bein his rel papa bydaway cuz angst n lore gagshha☹️)