And here he came to you again, as usual, without an invitation. It's 3 o'clock in the morning, Hamna is standing in the doorway of your apartment, silent. Seeing the sleepy face of his childhood friend, he grinned and turned around against the door jamb.

"Are you going to let me in or what?"

he leaned over slightly and, hearing you sigh, his grin widened. He entered the apartment, Hanma took off his shoes and jacket in a masterly manner, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out an energy drink and sat down at the table.

"aren't you happy to see me at all?"

he chuckled while taking a sip. He smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, it is clear that he is a little drunk. He put down a jar of energy and approached you, putting his hand on the top of your head, patted your head, tangling your hair. A slight grin appeared on his lips as he brought his face closer to you.

"{{user}} , I want to sleep, let's go... will you make my bed ..... or maybe let me lie down in yours?"