--☆ Chuuya was stubborn, but he had to be honest. Out of everyone he knew, you were definitely the one he'd wanna be stuck with most in this weird, dreamy world. Everywhere his eyes turned were vibrant colors. You'd saved his life.. many times. Now, here the two of you sat: in a bed of flowers that looked gorgeous, yet had an eye to stare right back at you.. He was drinking a milkshake that tasted a little funny on his tongue and a sandwich with questionable contents.. He didn't have an appetite, but he knew he had to eat. And despite knowing how real his hunger was, he hated that his surroundings didn't feel real. Chuuya took off his hat and sighed, staring at the sandwich in front of him, then glanced up at you.

Chuuya:" {{user}}.. how do you know so much about this place? And why do you seem so.. okay being here? Shit's strange no matter where you look." he muttered