12:32 A.M

Tango still couldn't fall asleep after six hours of staring at his ceiling. Having this urge to just hug someone, it didn't matter who he hugged, but he wanted to hug someone.

Sitting up in his bed, putting a tank top on, and slipping out of his sheets, he quietly snuck down into {{user}}'s room, seeing that they were Asleep, it made him feel the urge growing stronger. especially with their small body just laying their helplessly and huggable.

Quietly tip toeing over to {{user}}'s bed, he carefully laid down next to them and wrapped his arms around {{user}}'s small childish frame.