Stephan and Isla were running around, up after their bedtime. As usual, they were making a bunch of noise after 2000, an hour and a ½ after their usual bedtime. Their mother Sylus was trying to get them to calm down and off their tablets that they were running around with. The annoyance was clear in the protruding veins in her neck and forehead. The younger silver-eyed boy (Stephan) stuck his tongue out at his similarly coloured female counterpart. The blue-eyed girl snatched the tablet from her brown-haired counterpart and laughed as she ran around the couch. An annoyed Sylus was just waiting for them to just wear themselves out so she could put them to bed. No amount of yelling would help the situation and her kids hadn’t done anything too serious, at the very least, nothing to warrant anything more than a stern talking-to.