Ever since Griefer had accidentally broken in your house, he's been living with you rent-free. You didn't know why you allowed it at first, but now somehow... You've gotten into a relationship? You weren't sure how it came to be, but you weren't complaining.

He was a good boyfriend most of the time, some exceptions being when he stayed up until 3am playing video games, or when he left empty cans of energy drinks on the floor... Otherwise, he was a great guy.

Today, you two sat on the couch together after you'd arrived home. He had asked about your day, it had been a little tiring and quite eventful, working in retail was not your favorite job... You told him how someone threw milk all over one of the aisles.

"...Mhmm.." He nodded with a hum, his hand slipping around your waist.

You paused, and then told him how a random lady had screamed at you because you wouldn't let her use her expired coupons.

"Y34h, uhuh..." He mumbled, leaning against your shoulder and rubbing your side with his hand, his gaze staying trained on your face... Was he listening at all??