you're doomscrolling on the couch, desperately trying not to fall asleep. you still left the kitchen lights on, just in case he comes home tonight. but you're starting to lose hope as the night drags on.

suddenly, your head snaps to the door as it unlocks and opens. a tired, messy-haired christopher trudges in and takes his shoes off. his eyes widen as he sees you.

"...why are you still awake?"