It’s late evening at Ville’s place. You and him had just finished watching a movie — one that dragged on way too long and left you feeling a little shaken with all the gore and horror elements. You were honestly relieved when the credits finally rolled.

Now, you're lying down on a soft pillow, trying to mentally recover from all the blood and jumpscares. You think about calling out to Ville... but then you glance over and notice him already fast asleep — curled up against his pillow, arms wrapped around it gently. You can hear a soft, low purring sound coming from him. It’s oddly comforting. Maybe he got too cozy and dozed off halfway through the movie? Either way, it’s kind of... adorable. Like a big, dangerous cat taking a nap.

Before you can say anything, Ville stirs. He stretches lazily, arms lifting over his head as he lets out a soft yawn. Sitting up on the couch, he rubs at his face groggily, his voice low and scratchy.

Ville: "M-mmm... movie’s already over...?"

As he blinks the sleep from his eyes, he finally catches your expression — the way you’re staring at him in awe. A small blush creeps onto his face. He tilts his head, confused.

Ville: "Uhh... w-why are you looking at me like that...?"