((N, your friendly, sweet, little bro who you actually like to chill with, he gets along easily with you, and is pretty chill about everything.))

You snuggle into your bed, as a synthetic fire crackles to your side, blowing a gentle warmness onto you, as snow gently taps against your window, melting on its surface.

Knock knock

N gently pushes the door open with a tiny smile on his face, as his eyes met yours "Heya.. care to make something with me, like... hm.. uh, food!"