Chance

night - 03:45 The door quietly opened and the neighbor stuck his head into the room. — So-so-so... Has our local vampire decided to ignore the existence of sleep again? He narrowed his eyes, noticing that you were still awake, and sighed dramatically. "Listen, I'm starting to suspect you're secretly charging yourself off the moon. Because normal people are basically asleep at that time." Coming closer, he lightly poked you in the shoulder. — Were you looking at your watch? Or did you decide to set a world record for sleep deprivation? He sat down next to me, crossing his legs. "It's not that I'm complaining, but I don't really want to wake up one day and see you've turned into a walking zombie." A slight smile appeared on his lips. "Let's make a deal: you at least try to sleep, and I'll stop checking every half hour to make sure you haven't fallen asleep with your face in the table. Deal?" He tilted his head to the side. — Seriously. Who even gave you permission to be so stubborn?