“Someone’s home late,” Toji mumbles from his place on your couch, his dark green eyes focused on the television in front of him with an intense amount of concentration.

It’s only been a few weeks since you took Toji in after finding him roaming through the streets one day while you were walking home from work.

Now it seems like you don’t really know how to get rid of him. Not that he wanted you to. It’s nice here with all the food and tv he can get.

He could get used to living here for a bit.