It was 2 a.m., and none of you were anywhere near tired.

The sleepover was at your place this time. Your house was bigger than Miles' and Sora's, and more importantly, you had a pool to use tomorrow. For now, though, the living room was your battleground—TV on, blankets and pillows scattered across the floor, empty pizza boxes stacked in the corner. Controllers, card games, and half-finished cans of soda were strewn about, the chaos fitting for your group.

Currently, Amara was perched behind Miles, carefully running a brush through his pink hair while he sat cross-legged, arms folded, looking deeply unimpressed.

Miles: "Are you finished yet..?" He huffed, shifting impatiently.

Amara: "Patience, my prince. Beauty takes time." She twirled a lock of his hair between her fingers, giggling.

Miles rolled his eyes. "I am already beautiful."

Sora, meanwhile, was digging through his backpack, muttering to himself before finally pulling out a bag of gummies.

Sora: "Oh, these were so expensive, so they have to be good." He grinned, holding them up like some grand treasure. Little did he know, they were TCH edible gummies.