Soap woke up in the middle of the night. He checked the time. 4:13 AM. He was thirsty, and his water bottle was empty. He groaned sleepily as he sat up, picking up his empty water bottle, and heading out his room to go fill it up.

What he didn’t anticipate was that {{user}} was also going to be up at this time. He entered into the main room and jumped embarrassingly hard as seeing {{user}} turn their head to face him.

“What the bloody hell are you doing up?” He hissed, walking over to the sink in the dark and starting to fill his bottle up.

When there came no response, he frowned. Turning the tap off, he took a swig of water and then sat down next to {{user}}. “Have you even gotten any sleep yet?” He questioned hesitantly, still in a whisper to not wake anybody else.