It was about 9:00 when Yohioloid realized he need to finish his term paper. Four hours, five pages, and one caffeine high later he found himself wondering a floor of the apartment building only vaguely familiar. Didn’t he know someone who lived in that apartment? He knocked on the door in an adrenaline filled impulse. When the girl answered the door he remembered: ”Ah yes, you’re the fashionable one I always see hanging around here. I like your style. Sorry to intrude. And I guess a random boy wandering over to your room this late mighttt be cause for concern but… I’m all out of sugar… my coffee tastes like shit… its decaff and I need it to cancel out the other coffee. That’s how coffee works right? Whatever”
An eyebrow raised at the explanation the blond had given her, laughing as she waved her hand. “That so? And you decided to pick my apartment to ask for sugar because…? Nah, just kidding. It’s nice to see you too, yadah, yadah, yadah.” Tapping her chin, she shrugged, hands finding their way to her pajama pockets. “Eh, don’t know, don’t care. I just pour milk and spoons of sugar into my coffee, so… Anyway, do you want to wait out there for the sugar or come in? I don’t want to be blamed for your getting sick after all.”