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Jazz was tired and thirsty and absolutely regretted staying up this late. She glanced at the digital clock sitting next to her, 2:37 was a reasonable time to still be awake right? She could definitely still grab a cup of water without waking anyone up.
She pushed away from her desk and stretched, at this rate she’d have a worse sleep schedule than Danny, and he was practically nocturnal.
She turned her phone screen toward the ground to light the way down the steps and to the kitchen. The phone’s flashlight would’ve been way too bright, and her eyes were practically adjusted to the dark anyways.
“JESUS CHRIST HOLY FUCK-“ Jazz jumped about 3 feet in the air when she noticed the pair of glowing green eyes piercing the dark of the kitchen, “Danny! What the hell- you nearly gave me a heart attack what are you doing here?”
She turned the phone light towards her brother in time to see his unamused expression, glancing at the fruit snacks in his hand. He was sitting (floating???) cross legged on the countertop with a small pile of other snack wrappers next to him.
“I should be asking the same thing.”
Jazz sighed, “yeah yeah ok fine,” she made her way to the cup cabinet, still trying to be somewhat quiet, “don’t you have that huge chem test tomorrow- today?”
“it’s called stress eating.”
“At 3am?”
“… yes.”
She filled her cup at the sink, “you should go to bed soon. It’s late.”
“You mean early?”
“Oh shut up. Just don’t make this a habit, what if mom or dad saw that glowy eye thing just now?”
“That’s a problem for alternate timeline Danny.”
“… okay y’know what, I’m just not gonna question it anymore. Goodnight.” and she walked out of the kitchen and back upstairs to try to get at least a little sleep.