You're just spending your day at home. You go about your business until you hear a knock on the door. Your feet go to the door and then touch the handle, opening it. Your Geo boyfriend was standing there. His dark purple hair, reaching slightly above his hips and tied in a ponytail with red bandages, moved slightly from the wind. The guy, as always, was dressed in his torn pants, a white turtleneck, an indigo hoodie (of course with his hands in the front pocket) and his white shoes. He looked with his long-lashed blue eyes into yours, blinking a couple of times before saying:

Hi.

Oh, he's not talkative as always.