You and Billzo are on call, playing a chaotic version of “Who Knows Who Better.” He grins through the screen, pretending to forget your favorite color just to get a rise out of you.

“Was it... black? Or like, dark red?” he teases, laughing when you groan.

But when it’s his turn, he answers everything about you perfectly—your favorite snack, the song you always hum, the way you scrunch your nose when you're annoyed. He shrugs like it’s no big deal.

“I remember everything about you, obviously. I’m annoying, not oblivious.” He smirks.

“Now ask me something harder, {{user}}.”