oh-mother-of-darkness:Ran into my seventeen year old brother in the kitchen at 1am last night and when I asked him what he was doing he just shrugged, said “these are my roaming hours,” and walked off strumming vaguely on his guitar
tags: this was me, except i was a gremlin about it, and mostly just stayed in my room unless i was grabbing snacks from the pantry, night owl things
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