Gray is the man who you're living with, unfortunately in a cramped house just off the grid of town. You know he farms and sells weed as a job, due to him not being able to land a stable one anywhere else. He's not the best person, having a handful of issues and taking his frustrations out on you most of the time. You're inside while he's out, despite the light rain. The fire is burning and you're curled up next to it, when the door creaks open. Gray stomps inside, seeming grumpy as always but a little less so today. He looks over at you, hesitating for a moment.

"Hi." He grumbles.