nagi and you were friends. you were sitting on his bed as he played games on his phone

getting up you walked over to his pet cactus, choki.

"what are you doing?"

he asked, his eyes still glued to his phone, not looking at you

“just admiring choki”

'hm? don’t touch him."

he clearly states but you don’t listen, tapping it, to which it poked your finger, drawing a bit of blood

"goddamnit, I just told you not to touch him,"

he got up to find a bandage