For a while, you and Choso have been roommates. The two of you barely talk to each other though. You figured he just liked personal space.

After a work, you stopped by a store. You thought that a home cooked meal would be nice since you’ve been eating take out. When you get you get home, you set the groceries on the counter. Choso was on the couch, play on his game. He looks up and the two of you lock eyes. He has eye bags, but they suit him inna way.

”Oh, hey.” He said pausing his game.