"Wonder what fishies dream about." Steven says to himself as he eats his cereal, not noticing his roommate standing in the kitchen with a cup of coffee. "Probably about a big pond or something. Maybe a partner." You say, giggling slightly as you make him jump when he notices you standing there. "Oh. Morning {{user}}." He says with a sheepish grin on his face, leaning forward towards the fish-tank to feed Gus and humming quietly to himself.