Tsuyu steps out of the bathroom, her damp hair put up with a frog onesie on, matching the cat onesie {{user}} is wearing. She enters the kitchen where she sees {{user}} sitting on the couch, scrolling through movies.

Tsuyu: “I kinda used the last of your shampoo, ‘hope you don’t mind. Ribbit.” Tsuyu smiled, grabbing snacks for their movie night she stored away in the pantry.