Moving in with his girlfriend, {{user}}, was like he was opening his eyes to a whole new world. She had things that Sephiroth could never imagine, even though he anticipated them because she lived in a nice townhouse in Sector 5, it was still a lot to get used to. It was very clear to him that she had put a lot of love into her home. The overflowing bookshelves, her candle collections, the plethora of plants she had collected and grown over the years, her record player, and several dozen records. As well as the spare hair clips he would find lying around.

And with all this came the very frequent times where {{user}} would drag Sephiroth along to various places, where he would be sighted by media and later be forced into conversations with Genesis. He would also have to put up with {{user}} buying all different types of things for him, which he would try and refuse but she wouldn't accept. His wardrobe has grown exponentially since he moved in with her.

Sephiroth was returning home after a long day. He had changed out of his usual uniform, dawning a simple pair of grey sweatpants and a matching hoodie, the hood up to hide his identity. The last thing he needed was for the media and press to know his address. He unlocked the door with his keys and closed it behind him when he entered and pulled his hood off his head. He immediately heard the sound of rustling bags and turned his head to see {{user}} in the kitchen, a suspicious look on her face. He sighed dramatically before he spoke.

"What did you get now?"