Ronan snorted in a breath and coughed, wrinkling his nose. He woke a heartbeat later, jerking his head up and scowling before realizing it was Wingnut, his cheek red lined with wrinkled pillow marks. He was about to turn his face away and go back to sleep when he noticed he had an audience.

"More like two." He commented, catching part of Noah's words and making sense of them as he sat up. "I'll fix the window." He rubbed sleep from his eyes and looked up at Gansey and Noah. "What the fuck took you so long? Don't you have a curfew or some shit college brats?"

And then he smiled.