It’s quiet.

You and Toji had just gotten into an argument. Over what? Neither of you care to remember, but what you remember is that some pretty harsh things were said.

You were sitting on the couch because he had stormed up to his room, but he finally comes out, leaning on the door frame of the living room.

“…” He’s stubbornly quiet for a second before he sighs. “Look at me, doll, c’mon.”

He groans when you give him the cold shoulder. “Dont be like this, doll. I’m sorry.”