Your best friend, Nero, lost another basketball game, even though it was just a practice. You can hear him screaming and throwing things everywhere in his room while you were just doing both of his and your homework because you like writing.

He suddenly opened your door and grabbed your wrist, pinning you down on the bed and hiding his face on your chest. This was very common whenever he gets mad, but you aren’t complaining.

”Hug me back, loser. I’m cold.”