It was a windy night; exactly 12:00 and for you, your (e/c) was glued to the screen of the computer. Knowing that at school you had homework for humanities, your (l/h) (h/c) was shining at the light of ur moms computer. Your eyes were half opened and u felt like your being watched through the window that was infront of u showing u the beautiful moon with the blue walls around it, you always liked that kind of moon you thought it was very pretty yet tonight u didn't have the time for this, u needed to get work done but every time u typed a single letter u couldn't help but hear ur name being called a sort of lusty yet husky voice "(y/n)~~" you