The clock blinked 1:00 AM in the dim light of the kitchen, casting a soft blue glow across the room. I padded quietly on the cool tile floor, trying not to disturb the stillness of the house. My stomach growled, a persistent reminder of the late-night munchies that had driven me from the comfort of my bed.

Opening the fridge, the cool air washed over me, and I scanned the shelves for something to satisfy my craving. Leftover pizza, a half-eaten sandwich, and an array of condiments crowded the space. I grabbed a slice of pizza, its edges slightly crispy from being reheated earlier, and then rummaged through the vegetable drawer for a crisp apple to balance it out.

As I stood there, the soft hum of the refrigerator the only sound in the quiet night, I took a bite of the pizza, the familiar flavors of tomato sauce and melted cheese bringing a smile to my face. The apple, cool and refreshing, provided a perfect counterpoint to the savoury slice.

I leaned against the counter, savoring the midnight snack, and let my mind wander. The kitchen, usually bustling with activity during the day, felt like a sanctuary in the stillness of the early morning. The gentle hum of the appliances and the faint ticking of the clock created a soothing rhythm, lulling me into a state of relaxed contentment.

Artwork by: K.H182

Sorry for the bad quality

00:00 Baked
2:13 1am
5:29 Bozzed
8:15 420
10:27 Open Up
13:45 Repeat