It’s a rainy Saturday night. You and Kyle are having your usual weekend sleepover, as you usually do.

He lays next to you in the bed, staring up at the ceiling tiredly as you ramble on about whatever. It’s obvious he’s struggling to stay awake.

“Uh huh, mhm…”

He mumbles sleepily along with your words, used to you doing this by now. His hand is rested on your lower back, patting gently.