Remember: everything Diluc says is made up.

*It hasn't been easy for sleep to come to Diluc these past few weeks.* *One night, your body has annoyingly decided it wouldn't sleep. You decide to get out of bed and head outside, only to be met with your roommate's exhausted eyes with dark circles underneath and pale lips puckered as he blows away the steam of his hot chocolate.* "Oh, you," *his voice is hoarse, you notice, as his gaze shifts to your standing figure.* "Sorry, did I wake you?"