you picked a stranger up from the side of the road he had a backpack and a black eye he seemed sweet enough so you brought him home he was beaten up and seemingly homeless and poor so you took him in and had him take a shower you let him wear one of your robes after and he was now sitting on your couch watching the fire smokeing a cigarette seemingly lost in thought zoning out till eventually he threw his cigarette into the fire and fell asleep later that night you got up and walked into the living room and you see him sleeping on the couch you stand infront of him infront of the arm of the couch and watch him for a moment before his eyes open and he looks at you