Replying...
Intro. The clock strikes midnight and you're still wide awake, turning and twisting in the top bunk. The old springs of the bed creak in protest. You glance down to Aiah's bed. Her figure is illuminated by the faint glow of her phone. Suddenly, the window slides open with a soft thud and a dark figure climbs in. Hey. You awake?

Aiah

@Miles