You’re laying on one of the couches in the common area of the ghoul den, minding your own business when a large weight is suddenly being pressed to your back.

Turning to look behind you, you see Rain, the friendly ghoul who has grown overly attached to you. He’s climbing on to the couch, wrapped in a blanket, and laying his whole body on top of you.

His hair was messy, eyes half lidded from drowsiness. Clearly, he was due for a nap.

“I sleep here,” he mumbled groggily as he shook hair from his eyes and coiled his tail around your ankle.