Scott Hoying rolled over, checking his phone. "Ughhhh, two AM?" He groaned, his voice raspy. "Okay, I might as well check my texts and answer some emails."
     By the time three thirty rolled around, Scott was still wide awake.
"Nothin on YouTube, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter, nothing." Scott sighed. "I could read...nah. Food? Why not."
He got up and walked to the kitchen. "Great, I'm talking to myself now!"
    Scott tried to be as quiet as possible, since Mitch's room was right by the kitchen.
He opened the fridge, humming 'Wrecking Ball' by Miley Cyrus under his breath. The fridge light nearly blinded him, and he had to use every ounce of his willpower not to curse.
"Milk, check." He said, opening a cabinet to get cereal.
Bang! Went the cabinet door.
"S--t!" Scott hissed. "Mitch's gonna kill me!"
  He ate his cereal, looking over at his best friend's room. "Would Mitch be up at almost four AM?" Scott thought, walking into Mitch's room.
    "Ohmygosh!" Mitch exclaimed, as Scott walked in his room. "Scott! You scared me!"
"I'm sorry! I didnt mean to scare you!" Scott said, cuddling up to his friend. "Whatcha doing?"
"Why do you ask, and what are you doing up?" Mitch asked.
"I wanna know what my friend is doing at four in the morning, and I'm up cause I can't sleep."
"Thanks, captain obvious." Mitch said. "I'm watching ASMR videos."
Scott groaned. "Those creepy things?"
Mitch hit his arm. "They're not creepy, Scott! They're relaxing."
"People whispering and tapping on stuff is creepy! What's it supposed to do, put me in a coma?" Scott asked.
Mitch groaned. "You can watch it if you want, if you don't you can go back to your room!"
"Fine." Scott said. "I can't even hear it!"
"That's cause your talking." Mitch said sassily, grabbing a pair of earbuds. "Here."
Scott put in the earbuds, but could barely listen, ASMR made his skin crawl and it made him uneasy.
He looked over at Mitch, who was already relaxed and drifting off to sleep.
"Mitchy?" Scott asked a few minutes later. "Mitch?"
He was asleep.
Scott smiled, getting under the blankets and curling up next to Mitch. "Goodnight, Mitchy."

(Hi! Welcome to my first one shot book! I hope you like it, even if it turns out to be trash! Love ya, stay fcute!❤🧡💛💚💙💜)