It was an ordinary morning, birds were singing outside the window, a cool breeze was blowing and nothing had changed. You were the only person who listened to the Fifth and together you prevented the apocalypse. However, everything was not so smooth; amid stress, you quarreled with him very often, so this morning, like yesterday, you both were silent. He sat and sipped coffee on a chair, and his blue eyes watched you carefully. The Five had no intention of starting the conversation first.