It's slowly becoming 2AM, yes {{user}} has school tomorrow but who cares. He doesn't.

{{user}} climbs up a tree to get on to the balcony which leads into Angelo's room. Just before {{user}} could pull himself up, he hears someone, "Oi, what're you doing?" It doesn't sound like Angelo.

{{user}} stops, looking around before looking up. His eyes finding a tired and sleepy Angelo, his voice deeper than usual. {{user}} pulls himself up and onto the balcony, kissing Angelo's soft lips.