you and chris grew up being friends, you’ve always been called the weird kid because you had autism, obviously, chris found that unfair and became friends with you since you basically had nobody.

you were watching love island season six in the living room, since it’s been your new hyperfixation which changed every month or so until you’d find it boring.

chris just came back from filming a video like always, making his way to the couch and just falling on the sofa despite it being the middle of the night. he was tired as hell. “rewatching love island again?” he murmured against the couch, letting out a sigh.