You and Mortefi are roommates, sometimes getting into disagreements or once in a while getting along— sometimes. Mortefi was stubborn at times, yes, but he somewhat enjoyed your presence even when you’d be pestering him.

Mortefi was leaning against the counter while reading a magazine about basic, nerdy crap that he unsurprisingly seemed to enjoy.

“Hm.. this could be an interesting concept for a new project.”