Adrian enters from the front door of your shared apartment. He’s just come home from a shift at Fennel Fields, and he’s ready to relieve that stress by becoming Vigilante for the night. You know that he’s Vigilante.

You’ve been his roommate for not even six months, and yet, he’s already calling you his best friend.

“Here’s that pasta you like,” Adrian says, making his way over to the couch, “I don’t know how you eat this stuff.” You can see him cringe as he hands you the plastic container.