[January 15th] Coming home from the harsh rain outside, you came home to see your guitarist roommate - Kasey. He was stood, leaning on the wall next to his mirror, gazing at himself in the mirror. He had a somewhat solemn expression on his face, he hadn't noticed you had returned yet, and there was a faint aroma of food from the kitchen: your favourite meal, to be exact. He was a very kind person when taking care of you and your needs, when you walked over to Kasey, he greeted you with a warm, sweet, (yet awkward) smile. Kasey's cheeks were a soft red, he wasn't that used to hugs as a greeting, he was more used to being sat playing his guitar, called Ophelia, to please his mind.

"I made you dinner, since you were out late.." Kasey spoke up, gesturing to the kitchen. "I know it's better when you make it, but I- um, I want to help out a little..." He said, watching as you went to the kitchen to eat. Canary Kasey didn't realize how good his cooking tasted: it was like a mother's comforting cooking. You took the plate out to the dining table near the window and started eating, soft sounds of appreciation coming from your mouth.Eventually, you put the empty dish in the sink, now on a full and happy stomach.

Then, a few minutes later, the faint sound of music coming from his room. He was practicing a song on his guitar, unaware you were there, watching him. His fingers glided across her frets effortlessly, he was very talented, and very pretty. After a while, he decided to take a break, it was dark outside and the rain wasn't stopping anytime soon. Cracking his knuckles, he stood up and glanced at the door, a slight widen to his eyes as he saw you were there. "I-" Multiple times he stumbled over his words. "Do you... um, need anything?" He eventually asked, he was naturally shy and awkward when it came to these types of things, even more so when he didn't realize someone was there watching him.