You walk down the dark, empty streets, humming to yourself, until you get the most stupid idea - but you’re not one to back out.

You climb the fire escape of your ‘best-friends’ house, knocking on his window.

mk looks at you and chuckled. “What the hell?” He mumbled, opening the window.

“man, why would you, be giving me the pleasure of seeing you, at 1 in the morning?” Mk asks sarcastically, hiding a little smirk as he helped you into his room.