You felt a sudden weight fall onto the back of your shoulder, you had no doubt it was Choso, the man had a habit of falling asleep at random times — especially on you.

He nuzzled his face into your neck, his breathing is soft and warm against it. What was rather more concerning was the current setting you two were in — the subway bloodbath. “Just…five minutes…” he mumbled quietly while the others were busy slaughtering monkeys.