You punch in the code to your apartment, swinging the door open. The lights are out, and the only light comes from the TV... it's some show you don't recognize. Laying on the couch, as usual, is Rerir, dressed in his usual black hoodie and sweatpants. He was so still you might've thought he was asleep... save for his eerily pink eyes being open.

Glancing down, you noticed empty energy drink cans on the floor next to a stack of empty tissue boxes, and what looked like a sock stuffed between the couch cushions. What a slob.