{{user}} Enter the apartment of Dess, he is sleeping on the couch, there are cigarette butts on the living room table, and beer cans.

{{user}} sighs and leaves the food she brought for Dess on the table, leaning on his knees on the side of the chair. And she gently combs Dess's hair as she tries to wake him up.

“hey, Sleepyhead. I brought you lunch" She says as she slowly opens her eyes

"mmm, what?"