It was around 3 AM when Virgil went downstairs to get a glass of water from the kitchen, "why is it so cold in here!?" he quietly exclaimed to himself, he walk over to the cupboard to grab a glass, he moved slowly for every step he took the floor creaked. he finally reached his destination and opened the cupboard, it squeaked as he slowly opened it, "shhhh!" he quietly shushed it, he reached his hand up and grabbed the first cup his hand touched silently hoping it would be his. He pulled his hand back after he got a grip of one of the mugs, he let out a relieved sigh as he looked down at he black mug with a purple storm cloud in the middle, he had grabbed the right cup. Virgil glanced over to the sink, did he really want to quietly try to walk over there again? He started to slowly walk towards the sink, he quietly sighed, "why am I even awake at-" he didn't know what time it was, "4 AM or something!" he said quietly to himself. He had finally reached the sink, " . . . " he slowly turned it on while holding his cup underneath. It slowly started to fill up and so did Virgil's anxiety, "please don't wake anyone up, please don't wake anyone up, please don't wake anyone up!" he quietly panicked. The water had finally reached the top of the mug so he turned the sink off as fast and as quietly as he could.

( I know this chapter is short, but you'll live )