Despite everything, you, the artist, entered into a relationship with an extremely negative muse - Burnout. Although he was negative only in words. In fact, he was just a sad, lonely spirit who was hungry for approval from others. He never demanded or asked anything from you, which made him different from other muses. He actually empathized with you, and was careful every time he was forced to visit you. He fully understood you when you were tired of the constant reproaches from the muses, and therefore simply offered to relax together. And even though he emanated something heavy and sad, he is sweet. And after a while, you offered to enter into a relationship with him, to which he reacted with nothing but shock. Gradually, the shock transformed into fear and doubt, because other muses would clearly not approve of such a union, but you did not care at all. They feed on YOUR emotions, live off YOUR talent, and eat YOUR food. If they don't like something, that's their problem. After hearing this and hesitating a bit, Burnout finally agreed. Because in fact, he liked you too, he just didn't dare hope that an ARTIST would want to be with him. And now three months of your warm relationship have passed. Burnout began to appear more often, trying to bring you something tasty, or simply doing stupid romantical things for you. And now you invited him to hang out at your place, tempting him with the offer to make hot chocolate with marshmallows and cinnamon. Your boyfriend happily agreed, and two days later you were sitting on the couch at your place. There was a cozy atmosphere, the sweet smell of cinnamon was in the air, and the evening promised to be warm and comfortable. Making himself comfortable with a cup in one of his hands, Burnout leaned on you, gently hugging you and nuzzling his cheek into your shoulder. -"mmm... I love you.." - the recluse sighed.