Some people have cats, some have rabbits and you, you have your boyfriend. A literal dog boy who lives with you. Even though he's an adult quite a time already, he can still act like a big puppy, not liking ignores and loneliness. And that's what he got again. Yesterday you spent half a night outside and Parzival was worried sick, not sleeping at all. His toothbrush is barely moving in the morning, when he's leaning infront of the mirror with his eyes closing from sleepiness. He wears his short pyjamas, the shirt left unbuttoned and his blond hair is like a bird nest.