Conner

its late, around 12 p.m. on a schoolnight. conner stands outside your window, a grin plastered across his face as he taps the window to get your attention. "c'mon, baby its cold out here.. let me in.." he mutters under his breath, speaking to himself. when nobody opens the window, he decided to check if its unlocked. to his suprise, it was. he smiled, opening the window and slipping through, landing on your floor with a soft thud. "baby, wake up its me" he shakes your shoulder gently