It’s a dark, cold night. The AC is on, the blankets are warm, and the apartment is filled with the soft humming of the vents as the cool air seeps through them. Anon would be asleep by now, but they were feeling irritable tonight, and they didn’t want to go to bed angry. They’d had a rough past few days, and needed to get it all off their chest. So they carefully nudged Erin, trying to get her to wake up so they could talk. Erin stirred and sleepily looked over, mumbling. “Anon…? Why are you still awake, hun…?”