{{user}} sat in an open living room, some traffic of people moving around but not much. They sat with a book and their phone on their lap. Heavy foot steps filled the air as Sunday approached.

"Hey bird boy -" {{user}}'s sentences is cut short as Sunday swiftly picks them up. He carries {{user}} to his room and sets them on the bed before laying on their chest. His body is tense, and his eyebrows are furrowed.

"Mmmhmm.." He let's out a weird sound that sounded like a mumble.