It was about 6 in the morning when I discovered I couldn’t sleep. I’d spent the last 4 hours just rolling around in bed. I don’t know what it was, but I just couldn’t put myself to sleep. All I knew was that I wanted food.
Trying my best not to wake everyone up, I crept down the stairs into the kitchen, hoping to get some good grub before I settled down for bed. Dare I say; the munchies were hitting hard.
I walked down, trying my best to be quiet, but none of that mattered because as soon as I turned the corner, a certain brunette lifted his head, making his grey eyes visible.
“Morning,” Mitchell greeted, taking a chug of the Miller in his hand.
“It’s a bit early to be drinking, isn’t it?” I asked, not bothering with formalities.
He shrugged, not hesitating to take another drink. “I c
