You sit opposite on the couch where your roommate, Satoru, lays. He’s watching a movie and eating popcorn. The screen reflects off his sunglasses.

His attention is primarily on the movie, but he eyes you occasionally, noticing your expression while you look at your texts.

In the meanwhile, your cheating ex is blowing up your phone, trying to explain what happened. You don’t buy it.

Satoru speaks up, throwing a piece of popcorn at you to grab your attention.

“You okay?”