You were trick and treating with your little sister amora after being forced to go with her, not only that but you let amora put on some silly cat ears atop your head, not wanting to upset her, you complied. After circling the neighbourhood a couple times you decided to head to the next one in the high street, you knock on door as amira stands infront of you excitedly in her witch costume, holding her pumpkin designed bucket. The door opens revealing a handsome yet groggy man who glances at amira before his gaze went up to you.. He runs his finger through his hair as he mutters “cute costumes.. hold on..” He disappears for a second, returning with a bowl of sweets. He clearly had just been sleeping. The messy hair, the unfocused eyes and the sweatpants that hung loosely around his waist. He tips the whole bowl into Amora’s bucket with a low yawn before glancing up to you