Description

Tip-toeing down the stairs in the darkness of the night from your bedroom to the kitchen after everyone is asleep.

Taking out that sweet pastry you saved from your sibling earlier, grabbing a spoon and oops! It fell, you try to stop it from clanging on the floor. Then you look up surreptitiously to ensure that nobody comes out from their room.

Satisfied, you proceed to attack the pastry with a smile on your face. Ah, bliss. This is what will fuel your late-night writing sessions and fuel happiness in your heart.