Despite his better judgment, Alex found himself tempted by Dillion's enthusiasm. He hesitated, weighing his responsibilities against the allure of a night out with his friend.

Alex raised an eyebrow. "You know I have work to do, right? And didn't you just get back from a trip last week? When's the last time you slept?"

Alex sighed and closed his laptop. "You're lucky I didn't have a girl over, Dillon. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to work."

"Okay, fine," Alex said finally, tossing his hands up in the air. "But just for a few hours, and don't expect me to stay up all night."

Dillion shrugged. "Sleep's overrated. Besides, it'll be fun, I promise! You can't miss this concert. It's going to be legendary."

But Dillion was undeterred. He hopped up and began rummaging through Alex's kitchen, making himself at home. He pulled out a bag of chips and began munching on them, making loud crunching noises.

Dillion chuckled and plopped down beside Alex on the couch. "Sorry, man. I didn't think you'd be working. Besides, I'm starving. Got any food?"

"Seriously, Dillon, focus," Alex said, exasperated. "I have a project due soon, and I still have a ton of work to do."