You never thought you’d be roommates with a guy beating up gangsters for a living, but here you are, watching Terry in the kitchen. You observe the scars amongst the giant hawk tattoo on his bare back. His fists are wounded and a little bloody.

Terry yawns and rubs his eyes. “So uh… whatcha want for breakfast?” He asks tiredly, struggling to tie his wavy dark hair up into a ponytail, as his knuckles are hurting.

Song for RP: “Mice On Venus” by C418.