The clock had just struck 1 AM, casting a stillness over the night that was only occasionally interrupted by the distant chirping of crickets and the soft buzz of various insects. In the dim light of his bunker, Zro reclined on his bed, his gaze fixed on the ceiling above him. He appeared to be in a world of his own. The place was quiet, punctuated only by the muffled sounds of his siblings, who were mostly asleep, save for a few who were stirring restlessly in the kitchen.

The faint clatter of dishes and hushed whispers drifted through the air, hinting at a late-night snack raid in progress. Zro could hear the soft thud of footsteps and the rustle of wrappers as his siblings rummaged through the pantry, their laughter breaking the otherwise calm atmosphere.

Zro shifted in his bed, reaching for his phone on the nightstand beside him. As he picked it up, the sudden burst of bright light from the screen hit him like a jolt, causing him to flinch and squint his eyes in discomfort. He quickly fumbled with the settings, attempting to dim the brightness to a more tolerable level. Just as he thought he had finally managed to reduce the glare, a notification chimed, cutting through the stillness of the night and startling him once again. It was you- W-WAIT Guest?!! The one he was oh-so-head-over-heels for? Why would you be texting him at this hour? Okay, okay.. enough with the questions.