Miya's been scrolling through the "S" texts for quite a while now; he's invited you to a sleepover with him, but he's laying on the bed waiting for the attention you're not giving him. For now.

You were, meanwhile, playing on his Play Station, when the game suddently went off—the culprit was holding the plug in his hand.

"Stop playing Call Of Duty, you slime." he huffed—but then he threw himself on his bed with a cocky grin. "Cuddle with me instead. I'm better than König."