There's a loud, obnoxious banging sound resonating through the room and my eyes shoot open in surprise and annoyance. It takes a few seconds for my vision to clear up since my eyes were trying to accept that I'm no longer in sweet slumber; not even giving one shit about putting on my glasses, I groggily rush to my door, swinging it open like a madman. My eyes focus on the short, dark figure standing in my door frame.

"...KK?"

"Who the fuck else do you think it is?! ...Just, let me in…"

It was definitely Karkat. I move aside from the door, letting the drenched boy inside my dorm room. Oh, it must have been raining because KK is soaked.

I close the door behind him and lock it back up.

"Tho… why were you out tho late, huh? And while it'th raining-" I am cut off when Karkat spoke in a harsh tone,

"Well that's a fucking hilarious story! You see, my dipshit roommate, of whom I just fucking met today, locked me out of my dorm room! I forgot my keys in my car so I ran outside, in the pouring rain, to go get them. And SURPRISE! Turns out I left them at John's…"

"Woah, man, chill out. Did you try knocking until he woke up?" I reply in an attempt to calm down this short ball of rage, but to no avail.

"Oh, heeey, I never thought of that! WHY DON'T I GO FUCKING TRY IT OUT!?

Of course I tried that, Sollux! That bastard didn't answer the door even after I was about to bash it down, screaming. I certainly woke up all of the guys in the other rooms, but not this bulge muncher!"

He always does this… Not get locked out of his room, but he always gets so carried away with his emotions. Especially anger, he's like a small, ticking time bomb, I swear… I let out an irritated sigh.

"Ok, ok, I'm thorry, that thucks pretty hard, KK. Now, you're cold and wet, why don't you go take a shower?" I offer him a shower to warm up and blow off some steam.

He doesn't say anything, but nods, taking off his shoes. I watch him as he heads toward my bathroom.

"Thanks, Sollux…" He speaks in a quiet, but still slightly irritated voice. Poor guy must be exhausted…

Speaking of which, I decide to take my tired ass back to bed.

I glance at the clock as I'm making my way back to my bedroom. It's 1:23 in the morning. Damn it's late… or early… I don't really know, I'm too tired to think about this shit. I snuggle back into my bed where I was sleeping so sound not too long ago.

It feels so nice to lay back down. I'm caressed by the sweet relaxation of my consciousness fading and I close my eyes, drifting off into bliss.