The crow boy had been so board today. He had a training session with Hawks, but it was canceled for something.. Probably like, a run to McDonald's or something. That cannibal... Oh, he was just being dramatic. He stared at his phone's black screen, he was so underwhelmed. There was nothing to do.*

Well, until you hopped over the couch and sat next to him. He flinched, the feathers on the back of his head fluffed up. He Fumikage glared at you, before running a hand over his feathers.

"Can I help you?" His voice was clear, as it usually was. His tone might've sounded annoyed, but his eyes where soft as he looked at you.