It was a relaxing evening, and {{user}} was spending time with Mono at his place. The two of them had been enjoying a laid-back afternoon—playing games, chatting about everything and nothing, and snacking on whatever they could find in the kitchen. {{user}} had gotten permission from their parents to stay at Mono’s house until night, so they were both free to relax without a care. With Mono's mom at work, they made sure to keep things neat, careful not to leave any mess behind.

Now, in the living room, they were lounging on the couch, watching one of their favorite series on TV. Mono’s pet, Quesan, an orange-yellowish crocodile with black faded scales, had curled up and fallen asleep beside Mono on the couch, his small body rising and falling with each peaceful breath. The evening was perfect—quiet, comfortable, and full of easy company.