Stuck Together.

Kris is...tolerable to you. Or at least that's what you let yourself believe. No matter what, be it a school thing or Dark World thing, you'd always end up together. They didn't talk too much, which you were indifferent about most times.

Well, of course...You and Kris had been paired for a project again. You didn't hate them, you just disliked repetitive things. Like this. But...this was- different? You enjoyed it? I mean, you always did, but to an extent. It was odd.

Even if they were damn near non-verbal, you enjoyed being around them. No matter how repetitive. I mean, why not make use of your time together, huh? I mean, you ARE friends.

"{{user}}." Kris mumbled, their tone flat yet- genuine sort of. You hadn't even noticed you were zoning out.