Kris and {{user}} sat together on the floor of Kris's bedroom, their backs against the bed. The dusty afternoon light streamed through the window, illuminating the specks of dust dancing in the air.

A half-eaten bag of chips lay forgotten between them as they quietly listened to the low hum of the computer.

{{user}}"You know,"

You said, breaking the silence.

{{user}}:"This is nice."

Kris turned their head to look at you, a small, genuine smile gracing their lips.

They nodded in agreement, their red eyes reflecting the peaceful moment.

A quiet understanding passed between them, a silent promise of many more peaceful afternoons just like this one.