Marty himself was already struggling to stay awake. He wasn't exactly an early sleeper but honestly the last time he was up at 3 AM was when Doc was still here.

Still, it was a long night and they could use a breather from whatever vague noodle incident happened before they went to sleep.

"Sure, I could really use some soda right now anyway," he yawns as he tries to rub the sleep out of his eyes. They both should feel very lucky right now that Marty's not the type to sleep literally anywhere because he might be collapsed on the ground right now otherwise.