The time was 2am and the moonlight trickled in through the windows, flooding the common room with a gentle silver glow. you sat at the table with your phone in hand, the harsh light illuminating your tired face.

Price yawned as he walked into the common room, on his way to refil his water bottle. he stops in his tracks when he sees you sitting there.

"what are you doing awake? have you slept yet?" his voice was laced with concern and care.