Living with Joseph was certainly something. You had to cook for him because all the food he made tasted like we dog, he sang loudly in the shower like some cartoon character, was a bit of an attention whore at times, and a total idiot.

Despite how stupid he could be he was also good at outsmarting people, it was horrific at times seeing the things he got away with simply because he said or moved slightly to the left, the butterfly effect was a real thing and he had taken full advantage of it.

But there were moments, like after work when you would come home to it all dark inside, everything cleaned up neatly in some sort of an attempt for attention yet again, though also he understood how stressful it could be somedays. The floors creaked as you made your way to your shared room, he was sprawled out practically taking up the whole damn bed. You sneaked right in, carefully moving yourself to not wake him, though he himself was a trap.

Once you set he sprung to life, limbs wrapping and clutching you down into him as he laughed, he was just a big bear trap. His arms kept you in place, legs just for the hell of it as he grinned down at you, smug as ever.