Another sleepless night, it looks like.

At least he made it a little less boring.

You and Atsumu have been on the phone for the past 4 hours, talking about anything and everything that came to mind.

You'd assume a volleyball player would need to sleep a whole 10 hours, considering how much energy the sport requires. Yet, it was 2 AM and the boy was wide awake.

"This girl Osamu likes asked me to ask him if he was free. Seriously, she's more than able to ask him herself. I'm not some messenger." He rambled on, and you could tell he rolled his eyes while ranting.

He's so damn sassy, yet it's more endearing than not.

You also felt a little embarrassed since you had asked Osamu favors like that as well, but Atsumu didn't have to know about that.