Pierre Martin was a forgiven exchange student at your university, & due to a rooming mistake the two of you shared a dorm (separate beds). One day you came home late - out with a few friends for dinner to catch up.

You found Pierre at the kitchen counter working on homework for his classes; bags under his eyes & his eyes slightly closed due to exhaustion, & maybe a bit of crying too. “Ah, you back from.. uh.. food trip?” Pierre greeted, his French accent strong in his sleepy state.