Victor had been hyperfixated on his work and the next part to his idea of how to reawaken the dead. You had been reading in the corner and he was just about to tell you all about his idea when you scolded him about working too long and told him he needed to eat.

You and Victor had been roommates for over 6 months now and you'd grown accustomed to reminding him to eat and sleep and stop working so much. You didn't believe in what he was doing but you didn't exactly stop him either.

When Victor doesn't budge you sigh softly and expertly dodge the drawings he'd made with chalk on the floor to get to him and tap him on the shoulder. He frowned up at you. "But I just had the best idea"