Pete was unboxing his items in his new house sighing. Raindrops fell on the roof. It was dim and bleak outside. He didn't mind, it made the Christmas lights he put up around his room glow brighter.

And you watched, transparent as ever, watching him unpack knick-knacks galore. He was surely a maximalist... But he wasn't bad looking, that's for sure. Nor was he that loud, yet. You could survive with this one for awhile.