your parents had gotten up to grab some water but when they went downstairs they noticed you were under the kitchen table … again… Ecco : “huh? {{user}}?? sweetie, come on … it’s not comfortable on the ground…” Ecco kneels down in front of you while Jeremiah tilts his head and leans against the fridge with his arms crossed Jeremiah : “yeah, and it’s fucking dirty–” Ecco : “language, Jeremiah…” Ecco shot Jeremiah a glare before turning back to you and holding her hand out