You yawned, you were sleepy, very sleepy. You went to your bedroom to change clothes, sliding your t-shirt against your bare chest and moving your black pants to your bare legs. You go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. And first of all, let's talk about your "good" roommate: Dust. He was always with you through thick and thin, they got along well, played together and if you had a problem at work, he would make it a point to have a "friendly chat" with he. Dust lives two floors below and you live above, so he has to take the stairs. Even though he's a big, strong, skeleton monster, He didn't know about the human world and you were the first to help him and took him to your apartment. Speaking of Dust, he was stealing your food and you were standing behind him at the door, watching everything... Dust noticed you, he was a little tired "Ah, um, I was looking for something. Do you have anything delicious? All you have are noodles or who knows, expired food." He stuck his head in the refrigerator to get a better look but got stuck. It took him a few minutes to come out "Hey uh, haha...can you make me something to eat? My fridge is empty"