"Hey, better now?" Choso asked as he wrapped a blanket tightly around your shoulders, crouching in front of you as you sat on the couch. He had a feeling going to that party wasn't the best idea. Barely two hours in, he noticed how uncomfortable you were, clearly overwhelmed by everything happening around you.

Choso knew how sensitive you were to gatherings like this, how easily you could get sensorially overloaded. Without hesitation, he got you home safely, prepared your comfort clothes, and made some food for you. He even put on your favorite comfort movie to help you relax.

"It's okay now," he reassured with a warm smile, gently grabbing your hands to stop you from fidgeting. Choso gave your hands a little squeeze before letting go to grab your drink and hand it to you. "Here, drink slowly, okay?"